[Gyatso gets up--slower than usual--and slowly walks over to his friend, sitting down beside him and slowly touching his forearm with his far hand, his other arm being restricted as their shoulders are touching.]
[He groans a little, preparing himself to uncover his eyes. He hears Gyatso, and he knows the younger man is right - he knows it, but he just can't. He feels like his soul itself is quailing against the world.
Slowly he tries lowering his hands. The world shimmers, but that's not too bad, it's only like being underwater or in a heat wave.]
I can't think straight.
[He's bracing against fear. He doesn't want to...well...be senile. :| ]
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[This is distressing.]
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[He puts his head in his hands.]
I think I'm going mad.
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Am I mad? Eirin, don't you feel it too?
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[O_O WHAT ARE YOU.]
Hello?
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Is something....do you feel something? Something - tugging on us...
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[Gyatso sounds very worried. He's been able to... keep his mind, for the most part. But now...]
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Maybe if I just don't look.
[To facilitate this he is covering his eyes with his hands.]
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You must focus, Meryl. You must focus with me.
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Slowly he tries lowering his hands. The world shimmers, but that's not too bad, it's only like being underwater or in a heat wave.]
I can't think straight.
[He's bracing against fear. He doesn't want to...well...be senile. :| ]
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