[Would they like to know? She debates it quietly for a moment.]
Is it because you would find it more comforting knowing that something was really there? The uncertainty, for me, makes it easier and easier for doubt to creep into the hairline cracks...like a cold draft.
[ Of course they knew what they meant, but to have it spelled it out for him is... shameful, in a way. Comforting, in another. They nod, hiding into their cloak. ]
I don't know what to trust.
[ What if he has suddenly lost his mind? Who would be able to prove him otherwise? ]
2/2
(Oh stars, now look what you’ve done.)]
Sorry, I uh. I don’t know what I meant by that.
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[Would they like to know? She debates it quietly for a moment.]
Is it because you would find it more comforting knowing that something was really there? The uncertainty, for me, makes it easier and easier for doubt to creep into the hairline cracks...like a cold draft.
[Best to just be on guard against them, always.]
no subject
[ Of course they knew what they meant, but to have it spelled it out for him is... shameful, in a way. Comforting, in another. They nod, hiding into their cloak. ]
I don't know what to trust.
[ What if he has suddenly lost his mind? Who would be able to prove him otherwise? ]