[ Oh, that's nice. Nicer still if it was bare, but-- nice, and they shiver the first run, arching slightly into it. ]
No, all of us... just like here, forgetting over and over again. Like dancers in a music box.
[ It's a terrible thing, to remember.
... It's a painful thing, just as G'raha says. ]
... And... yeah, it does. [ Like in the solarium not so long ago now, slow and reticent to speak. ] I shared stuff, too, that... none of us remember, in some cases.
[ (Lost to the world, forever and ever. Pieces of you that you can never reclaim.) ]
Once the loops end, I'll... know a creepy amount about them, and they still won't know a thing about me. I didn't-- [ a sigh. ] Really share things, on the road. And Vaugardians don't really pry even when they're curious. So why would I bring things up?
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No, all of us... just like here, forgetting over and over again. Like dancers in a music box.
[ It's a terrible thing, to remember.
... It's a painful thing, just as G'raha says. ]
... And... yeah, it does. [ Like in the solarium not so long ago now, slow and reticent to speak. ] I shared stuff, too, that... none of us remember, in some cases.
[ (Lost to the world, forever and ever. Pieces of you that you can never reclaim.) ]
Once the loops end, I'll... know a creepy amount about them, and they still won't know a thing about me. I didn't-- [ a sigh. ] Really share things, on the road. And Vaugardians don't really pry even when they're curious. So why would I bring things up?