[As soon as it ends, she - looks unabashedly horrified, holding her hands over her mouth. It isn't just the strange way his consciousness was split or the disorientation of suddenly experiencing someone else's memory—
More than anything, it's the level of violence, and the excitement that accompanied that violence. She looks like she wants to be sick.]
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More than anything, it's the level of violence, and the excitement that accompanied that violence. She looks like she wants to be sick.]
...Oh my god.
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.... Oh - I nearly forgot about that.
[it sure was another day that ended in y for him]
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[She needs a few moments to find a way to describe it, but in the meantime, she has to ask—]
Is it always like that for you?