It had been a few weeks since
Devi was unpopcorned, but her memory still wasn't returning. From what Nny said, that wasn't necessarily a bad thing, but it was certainly frustrating, as its gaps left her with several questions she had no idea how to ask
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She couldn't ask, not out loud. She'd been wondering...well, things she really shouldn't be wondering about. Over the last days she'd come to a rather disturbing realization, and she wasn't at all sure how to broach it to him. "And yet people crave the companionship of other people," she said aloud. "Tell me how that makes sense."
She bit her lip, looking at him. Don't be such a fucking chicken, Devi. But she was. In this, oh God how she was.
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"Oh, sweet fucking hell, shut up," Devi snarled. She opened her eyes, still gripping Nny like a life preserver. How in hell could she tell him this? How could she explain it without looking as insane as she (probably) was?
"Nny, I have a small...problem," she said, ignoring Sickness' snickering. "Oh Christ, do I have a problem. I need...I mean..." Oh, hell. "How did you get rid of your...your Sickness?" If she'd ever known what form his voices had taken, she didn't know, but she knew he would understand.
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"See, you're in good company. Just sit back and enjoy the ride."
"Is there...do you think there's some way to make them go away?" she asked, fighting to keep the fear out of her voice. She'd knocked Sickness back once, but she'd never gotten her to go away entirely...there had to be some way to get this damned things out of their heads. "I can't...I mean, I don't want to...shit, I want my--I want my head to MYSELF, goddammit." I don't want her here, not now, not when I've just found something worth having for the first time since I can't remember when.
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