[How can he think anything but good of Sam? Really? After everything they've been through so far? How can he think anything less?]
[It is obvious. And it's helpful. In its own way -- because wow, he doesn't want to talk about this. He hasn't ever wanted to talk about this. The others just stopped asking. Stopped probing. He was grateful for that too. But he wants the dreams to stop. Wants the flashes to stop.]
[Just focus on the other presence. Just talk.]
(I don't remember how they... took us. I just remember being there. Trying to get them to let us go. But they just dragged us all off.)
[There hadn't even been a chance to fight back. They'd all been overpowered. Caught off-guard. And the next thing he knew were prison walls and terror.]
[And then nothing. Just a blank.]
(... it must have been a long time. Before they split us all up for good. But I don't know. There's nothing there until... they took us to the arena.)
[His mental voice falters, there. The memory harsh and clear, sharp as broken glass against the blank space before it.]
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[It is obvious. And it's helpful. In its own way -- because wow, he doesn't want to talk about this. He hasn't ever wanted to talk about this. The others just stopped asking. Stopped probing. He was grateful for that too. But he wants the dreams to stop. Wants the flashes to stop.]
[Just focus on the other presence. Just talk.]
(I don't remember how they... took us. I just remember being there. Trying to get them to let us go. But they just dragged us all off.)
[There hadn't even been a chance to fight back. They'd all been overpowered. Caught off-guard. And the next thing he knew were prison walls and terror.]
[And then nothing. Just a blank.]
(... it must have been a long time. Before they split us all up for good. But I don't know. There's nothing there until... they took us to the arena.)
[His mental voice falters, there. The memory harsh and clear, sharp as broken glass against the blank space before it.]