( Oh it that a compliment she's not sure how... to deal with that. ) Um, but-- Right. ( Focus, Nautica! ) Um, it's just it's never too late. Not if you want to try.
( But his next question grabs her attention. )
How do I know it's real? Well I don't, I suppose. But I think if I'd just imagined it then I'd make sure everyone who was with me on the Lost Light knew who I was.
The only time I feel like this might be real is when I'm in someone else's head. Even a mind like my own can't imagine up their emotions and experiences.
I feel safer in someone else's brain. Their memories are my reality.
I had to inject them. I needed to. For Prowl's sake and my own.
That's incredibly depressing. ( Nautica, you are not helping. ) But their memories aren't reality, they just feel like it. Chromedome - I think, and I mean this out of concern as your friend, you need to stop.
( Because nothing he said is doing anything to help her not think he's teetering on the edge. )
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( But his next question grabs her attention. )
How do I know it's real? Well I don't, I suppose. But I think if I'd just imagined it then I'd make sure everyone who was with me on the Lost Light knew who I was.
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I feel safer in someone else's brain. Their memories are my reality.
I had to inject them. I needed to. For Prowl's sake and my own.
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( Because nothing he said is doing anything to help her not think he's teetering on the edge. )