...I find myself uncertain if I ought to be here in the first place, or- if I ought to be saying anything at all of it, if it simply sounds ridiculous-
he can't seem to decide where. he starts to move toward a spot to sit, then second-guesses it, chooses a different one, and second guesses that. emet-selch ends up hovering almost awkwardly.]
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-I am unsure of them, myself.
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[Hmmm.]
Is it having a place for the dead that bothers you in the first place?
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[he shakes his head, as if that might clear it.]
...I find myself uncertain if I ought to be here in the first place, or- if I ought to be saying anything at all of it, if it simply sounds ridiculous-
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[Something's up. Her usual solid expression falls to one of concern as she steps up.]
Hey, Emet-Selch. Do you want to step out and catch your breath or something? If being here's making you feel weird...
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[but maybe he's wrong. maybe he just doesn't know what he's talking about.]
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[Just gesturing - turn around big guy!! See if it helps!]
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...and is just sort of lingering on the other side, arms still folded.]
No-- no, 'tis the same. Mayhap that was foolish of me to do.
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[She's here, having followed after him. Hm.]
Have you felt this way all day, or only when you stepped in there?
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You felt it earlier before? Is it...a bad feeling?
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[he reaches up to brush his hair back from his face.]
...it was like this when I awoke, but then it did not trouble me for a while after.
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You didn't find any strange tattoos on you, did you?
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[but he holds up his other hand.
it does, in fact, have this on the back of it.]
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[HER]
[EYES]
Okay, I'm taking you back to the apartment so we can have some tea. Also...did you have any strange dreams, by any chance?
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[sorry hot pants :( it's been a weird day.]
But I-- yes. I did.
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[Tea! Time! Now]
May I ask what was it about?
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It was melancholy. Horribly so. I do not know that I normally would have found it so, and yet-- I felt as if I wanted to cry.
A being within it spoke to me, in the midst of it.
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Please tell me it wasn't a butterfly with muscles.
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[thank fuck it wasn't the butterfly.]
I recall it saying that... 'the third was an outlier', I think.
[he sounds slightly doubtful.]
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[wtf]
Something to think about, I suppose. [Annd going to Verdant apartment. Get in, nerd.] Let's get you some tea to soothe the soul.
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[off to verdant! i think he hasn't been here before, so this is new to him; he takes a moment to glance around, on their way in.]
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Sit down wherever you want. It'll take a moment.
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[but, well.
he can't seem to decide where. he starts to move toward a spot to sit, then second-guesses it, chooses a different one, and second guesses that. emet-selch ends up hovering almost awkwardly.]
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...
Just sit in the right one.