"San Fransisco happened a few months ago, for me. It's still shaking loose from my brain in little parts. Sometimes I have dreams about details, angles, words, and I don't know if it's a memory, or just regular dream bullshit playing tricks on me."
Daniel explains this calmly, which bucks against the idea of being angry, but lends itself to the ambiguity of sort of. Perhaps it's just that Daniel has grown out of being angry about things for any longer than the emotion serves a purpose.
"I'm processing it. I'm processing a few things. I'm not mad at this though." He gestures to... them, sitting here. "I'm alive. Pretty cool. You say we shouldn't exist but I'd like to get some mileage first. I wouldn't hate you being around, if you've got the patience to deal with processing."
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"Sort of."
Since we're being honest.
"San Fransisco happened a few months ago, for me. It's still shaking loose from my brain in little parts. Sometimes I have dreams about details, angles, words, and I don't know if it's a memory, or just regular dream bullshit playing tricks on me."
Daniel explains this calmly, which bucks against the idea of being angry, but lends itself to the ambiguity of sort of. Perhaps it's just that Daniel has grown out of being angry about things for any longer than the emotion serves a purpose.
"I'm processing it. I'm processing a few things. I'm not mad at this though." He gestures to... them, sitting here. "I'm alive. Pretty cool. You say we shouldn't exist but I'd like to get some mileage first. I wouldn't hate you being around, if you've got the patience to deal with processing."
Why. Why say this. Help.