(no subject)
[Private]
It's been a very odd month, give or take a few very odd days.
I've kept close to my room, for the most part - I need to, until I figure out just what my "loss" is. It could be dangerous. Still, there's so much I could be doing, could have done - I'll at least wait until the next transformation.
Nonetheless, I've met a few...interesting people. Perhaps even some friends.
And, of course, I met James.
It's...a dream and a nightmare, all at once. I know he or I could disappear at any moment, never remembering...and there's so much I can't tell him. So many wonderful, painful memories he
It's selfish, though, to stay away. Selfish and cowardly. And I do strive to be neither.
[Prongs]
[his voice is quiet, slightly hesitant]
James? I have a question for you.