[He's being entirely truthful. He's also leaving out the fact that he hasn't gotten more than three hours a night since they got picked up by the Narrenschiff.]
[They pause for a moment, then switch to telepathy. They hold back, staying focused on the surface of his emotions.] ::Okay.:: [Maybe some of their calm will seep through.] ::Is this okay?::
[They could dig deeper, the way they do in the Rift, the way they had with their victims. But part of them thinks that they could see all of his thoughts spread out like a map and still not know what to do.]
::I might be missing something,:: [slips through without them quite meaning it.]
::Eventually. After a month or so I get exhausted enough I just pass out. I wouldn't recommend that, though.:: [At least some of the tiredness is his. He's just so used to carrying it around it doesn't always register.] ::Missing what?::
[They want to find a reliable way to help, something that will not allow their weak emotions to get in the way. Something that will let actions speak louder than the words they have trouble finding.]
::Instinct, or empathy.:: [They study Rawne’s couch for a moment before walking over to it, settling themself on the edge of one of the cushions. They lean forward, bracing their forearms on their knees.]
::Maybe writing them down would help.:: [They had never thought to do that. They had seen it as keeping a record rather than letting their thoughts go, and they had already been keeping a record on their body.]
[They lean back, resting their head against the couch.] ::Would it help to think about what you can do now that things have gone the way they did? You might not be able to change the past, but you can change the present and the future.::
::That sounds peaceful.:: They pause. ::Or empty.:: They think they would feel empty without their thoughts, but there would always be other people’s minds if their own was silent.
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Okay.
[A few minutes later, they knock on his door. They pull the bracelet off and fiddle with it, running their fingers over the panel.]
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Hi.
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[Their gaze flicks over him, then back up to his eyes. They walk in and close the door behind them.]
When was the last time you slept?
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[He's being entirely truthful. He's also leaving out the fact that he hasn't gotten more than three hours a night since they got picked up by the Narrenschiff.]
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[They pause for a moment, then switch to telepathy. They hold back, staying focused on the surface of his emotions.] ::Okay.:: [Maybe some of their calm will seep through.] ::Is this okay?::
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::What do you feel right now, physically?:: [they ask. They can sense a little, but it could be theirs.]
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[So the tiredness is his, or theirs and his.]
::Does that get easier on its own?::
[They could dig deeper, the way they do in the Rift, the way they had with their victims. But part of them thinks that they could see all of his thoughts spread out like a map and still not know what to do.]
::I might be missing something,:: [slips through without them quite meaning it.]
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[They want to find a reliable way to help, something that will not allow their weak emotions to get in the way. Something that will let actions speak louder than the words they have trouble finding.]
::Instinct, or empathy.:: [They study Rawne’s couch for a moment before walking over to it, settling themself on the edge of one of the cushions. They lean forward, bracing their forearms on their knees.]
::I rarely sleep, so I have no idea what helps.::
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::Well, have you ever had a thought go round your head that you couldn't get to go away?::
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::Something like that.:: [Their obsessiveness is less of a problem now, but they think they still have that trait.]
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::Maybe writing them down would help.:: [They had never thought to do that. They had seen it as keeping a record rather than letting their thoughts go, and they had already been keeping a record on their body.]
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::What kinds of things do you think about after bad things happen?::
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[They lean back, resting their head against the couch.] ::Would it help to think about what you can do now that things have gone the way they did? You might not be able to change the past, but you can change the present and the future.::
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::Not thinking at all seems impossible, at least for me.::
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::That sounds peaceful.:: They pause. ::Or empty.:: They think they would feel empty without their thoughts, but there would always be other people’s minds if their own was silent.
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Those words feel heavier somehow, weary in a way that goes beyond the general fatigue that they can sense from him.
::Does sleeping with someone else help?:: If he has someone who would be comfortable doing that.
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