EMPATHY - (He’s not. This is a Kim thing. His foot does that. He’s a restless type of creature.)
COMPOSURE - (When he’s impatient his cute tail gets more flicky.)
[That’s…true.]
VOLITION - (The reactions from your sympathetic nervous system are taking precedent over the rest of us because you’re freaking out. The twitchy guy in red is more compromised than usual. Just breathe.)
HALF LIGHT - (I am not compromised. I am always right.)
ESPIRIT DE CORPS - (Lieutenant Kitsuragi is not about to hurt anyone. He isn’t even above a personal baseline level of typical impatience right now. You are verifiably wrong.)
HALF LIGHT - (If I’m wrong now I’ll be right later. Patience is a limited resource for anyone.)
“It’s not really unnecessary chatter- ok, maybe some of it is. I hear voices. That’s just how I think. They got scared…I know they’re just me, by the way. I anth- anthropomorphize my thought process, or something like that.”
He adds the last part very quickly, like a disclaimer on a television commercial. Like something someone else told him that doesn’t mean much to him now. Trying to stick words on his brain doesn’t seem to help it, but maybe it can help other people get it.
INLAND EMPIRE - (Change. The. Topic. She hated this. She did *not* want to hear this.)
EMPATHY - (She used to. She thought you were being poetic until she realized you were insane. Then it got scary.)
INLAND EMPIRE - (Not all at once. Scary ferments like homemade booze. In dark places. And when you can’t afford to keep the lights on, every corner becomes a dark place. She stuffed her doubts in those places. ‘Father was right.’ ‘He’s sick.’ ‘Was it always this bad? Am I just stupid?’ ‘What if he gets worse?’)
VOLITION - (You’re talking to Kim. She’s not here. Focus.)
Harry’s brow is furrowed, frustration turns into a much more sickly look, he pulls out a kitchen chair with a little squeak and sits down. He inspects the salt and pepper shakers as he talks.
“I heard the other people, yeah but I still feel really bad. Violated…can I ask you something?”
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EMPATHY - (He’s not. This is a Kim thing. His foot does that. He’s a restless type of creature.)
COMPOSURE - (When he’s impatient his cute tail gets more flicky.)
[That’s…true.]
VOLITION - (The reactions from your sympathetic nervous system are taking precedent over the rest of us because you’re freaking out. The twitchy guy in red is more compromised than usual. Just breathe.)
HALF LIGHT - (I am not compromised. I am always right.)
ESPIRIT DE CORPS - (Lieutenant Kitsuragi is not about to hurt anyone. He isn’t even above a personal baseline level of typical impatience right now. You are verifiably wrong.)
HALF LIGHT - (If I’m wrong now I’ll be right later. Patience is a limited resource for anyone.)
“It’s not really unnecessary chatter- ok, maybe some of it is. I hear voices. That’s just how I think. They got scared…I know they’re just me, by the way. I anth- anthropomorphize my thought process, or something like that.”
He adds the last part very quickly, like a disclaimer on a television commercial. Like something someone else told him that doesn’t mean much to him now. Trying to stick words on his brain doesn’t seem to help it, but maybe it can help other people get it.
INLAND EMPIRE - (Change. The. Topic. She hated this. She did *not* want to hear this.)
EMPATHY - (She used to. She thought you were being poetic until she realized you were insane. Then it got scary.)
INLAND EMPIRE - (Not all at once. Scary ferments like homemade booze. In dark places. And when you can’t afford to keep the lights on, every corner becomes a dark place. She stuffed her doubts in those places. ‘Father was right.’ ‘He’s sick.’ ‘Was it always this bad? Am I just stupid?’ ‘What if he gets worse?’)
VOLITION - (You’re talking to Kim. She’s not here. Focus.)
Harry’s brow is furrowed, frustration turns into a much more sickly look, he pulls out a kitchen chair with a little squeak and sits down. He inspects the salt and pepper shakers as he talks.
“I heard the other people, yeah but I still feel really bad. Violated…can I ask you something?”