No, he doesn't, he just sees an extremely angry and determined looking boy trying to like. Wander out into the forest, toward the barrier. He has an intensely focused expression, and he doesn't seem to be paying attention to anything other than what he's doing.]
[Just randomly got mad. No, if he thought about it at all, he'd realize he's obviously dealing with a memloss, but also - it's not exactly a memloss. He remembers all the relevant details, at least.]
That doesn't matter. The only thing that matters is that I go home, now.
[Yeah Mob walks through the barrier and they're able to leave. No, he just walks to the barrier and will start trying to hit it like a dumb little weak nerd with no arm strength and the inability to feel pain.]
[Oh. He wants that a lot. This emotional state, incidentally, is called 100% tenacity, and it exists only to fulfill a purpose he currently can't fulfill. Hence the single-minded pursuit of fucking nothing. He would much rather single-mindedly pursue something.
[it's not as though he doesn't understand - but he wishes that he didn't.]
... then we'll keep trying.
[against this barrier that will do absolutely nothing. soo-won's gentle presses turns to more determined knocks against it, as if it changes anything. it doesn't, but he'll try.]
... but I think it would also help - if you could share with me why you're feeling like this.
[Soo-won. . . those knocks against the barrier make something waver a little bit. He knows full well this will do nothing.
It sort of feels like Soo-won has his warning exactly opposite, but someone who will hit the barrier for him can probably be trusted a little, right?]
I definitely, definitely do not want to let it control me. I will never let that happen again. [Hmm. Maybe we're speaking a little less metaphorically here.]
Talking about it will help? It won't make it worse?
... it might hurt a little bit in the moment, to be reminded of what's causing you pain.
But if you share that pain with someone else, it feels a little less alone. Instead of carrying it all by yourself along with what hurt you to begin with.
Then we can try to figure out how to fix it - two heads are better than one, right?
[because he can't promise an instant solution - yet at the same time he has no interest in just letting mob carry something all by himself]
[and he tilts his head at that, trying to offer a smile to reassure - even though he does seem to otherwise treat the situation as seriously as he can]
So if something bad happens, we can deal with that part together, too.
You're stronger than you give yourself credit for - but I'm also right here, if you need help.
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week 3; wednesday
No, he doesn't, he just sees an extremely angry and determined looking boy trying to like. Wander out into the forest, toward the barrier. He has an intensely focused expression, and he doesn't seem to be paying attention to anything other than what he's doing.]
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anyway soo-won is. going to blink in surprise at that? hello? mob? your emotions? he'll follow after though....]
Shigeo? Are you headed somewhere?
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I'm going home now.
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he tilts his head at that even as he continues to walk after him, trailing behind]
Are you...? Did you find a way?
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[So no. He has no plans, this is just a temper tantrum.]
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seems like it!
but at least he won't be temper tantruming alone....]
.... can I ask what prompted this? Did something happen?
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That doesn't matter. The only thing that matters is that I go home, now.
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[and uh.
wait to see if he has any success? who knows! maybe mob secretly holds the answer to the entire fucking murdergame.]
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but soo-won just... watches it for a little bit.... he'll actually go next to mob and try to push against the barrier? might as well give it a shot.
though after a few moments of that]
.... did you forget something?
Or do you feel odd?
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[. . . As long as Soo-won is helping, it can't hurt to answer, right?]
I don't feel odd. These are my emotions. This is what they're like.
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... do they hurt?
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. . . This one does. Staying like this. But I can't let go of these feelings yet.
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Do you want to harness your hurt into purpose?
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So he nods.]
Yes.
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... then we'll keep trying.
[against this barrier that will do absolutely nothing. soo-won's gentle presses turns to more determined knocks against it, as if it changes anything. it doesn't, but he'll try.]
... but I think it would also help - if you could share with me why you're feeling like this.
If you let the hurt control you, then it wins.
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It sort of feels like Soo-won has his warning exactly opposite, but someone who will hit the barrier for him can probably be trusted a little, right?]
I definitely, definitely do not want to let it control me. I will never let that happen again. [Hmm. Maybe we're speaking a little less metaphorically here.]
Talking about it will help? It won't make it worse?
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But if you share that pain with someone else, it feels a little less alone. Instead of carrying it all by yourself along with what hurt you to begin with.
Then we can try to figure out how to fix it - two heads are better than one, right?
[because he can't promise an instant solution - yet at the same time he has no interest in just letting mob carry something all by himself]
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What if that little bit in the moment - what if it's too much, and something bad happens?
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[and he tilts his head at that, trying to offer a smile to reassure - even though he does seem to otherwise treat the situation as seriously as he can]
So if something bad happens, we can deal with that part together, too.
You're stronger than you give yourself credit for - but I'm also right here, if you need help.
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All right.
. . . This isn't about losing a memory. Since I came here, I've been trying hard not to think about something that happened.
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.... and you suddenly couldn't avoid it anymore?
If I may... what happened?
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. . . I came home from school. My house was on fire. At first, it seemed that no one had been home. But then I went upstairs, and -
[He cuts himself off, here.]
And then Dimple told me to look away, and that he thought a power had been used to create dummies that look like human beings.
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[if he can guess at exactly what mob saw]
And you need to go home, so you can try to fix the situation?
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[He's. Very aware that he might not have been.]
I have to find the person who has that power.
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