"I'm not certain. The feelings vary depending on the memories that try to resurface. In this case you were speaking about..."
He has to take a moment to recall. It's on the tip of his tongue, it really is, but it all feels like sand slipping through his fingers...
"You... said something about moving, I believe? I'm not certain why, but you said something of the sort, and suddenly all sorts of images began overtaking my mind, and I experienced those sensations."
He lifts the coffee again, getting ready to take a sip. He looks back up at Hamuko again before he does so though.
"...Other times I feel something different. Sometimes it's simply familiarity. Others it's fear. There's also... some kind of tension in my chest. Adrenaline at other times. Always memories that have a negative connotation, but something I cannot see or hear clearly. It's never consistent..."
It's maddening. So, so maddening.
He finally goes to sip his coffee again, to savor the sweet taste.
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He has to take a moment to recall. It's on the tip of his tongue, it really is, but it all feels like sand slipping through his fingers...
"You... said something about moving, I believe? I'm not certain why, but you said something of the sort, and suddenly all sorts of images began overtaking my mind, and I experienced those sensations."
He lifts the coffee again, getting ready to take a sip. He looks back up at Hamuko again before he does so though.
"...Other times I feel something different. Sometimes it's simply familiarity. Others it's fear. There's also... some kind of tension in my chest. Adrenaline at other times. Always memories that have a negative connotation, but something I cannot see or hear clearly. It's never consistent..."
It's maddening. So, so maddening.
He finally goes to sip his coffee again, to savor the sweet taste.