[ yes, kaveh thinks. it would be ever so easy to assume.
the fruit is foreign on his hands. the seeds are still an enchanting red, and it grounds kaveh. times change. nature breathes. the world remains the one he has always loved. it is, still, breath-takingly gorgeous.
he exhales, pulls up a plate, and begins to peel at the seeds. for a moment, kaveh feels human again. ]
No. [ he begins with slow, measured words. it was ever so easy for kaveh to lose himself in his projects, in his thoughts, create a world of his own that existed simultaneously as the world outside. it was always so very easy to lose track of time, to concentrate on something for so long that he would give up hygiene, food, sleep.
but never once, kaveh recalls, that had ever led of holes in his memory. not once has he forgotten anything. ]
It's not that I can't remember it. It's more like... like that information in particular is being kept from me. I can only assume something in my summoning didn't go quite as right.
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the fruit is foreign on his hands. the seeds are still an enchanting red, and it grounds kaveh. times change. nature breathes. the world remains the one he has always loved. it is, still, breath-takingly gorgeous.
he exhales, pulls up a plate, and begins to peel at the seeds. for a moment, kaveh feels human again. ]
No. [ he begins with slow, measured words. it was ever so easy for kaveh to lose himself in his projects, in his thoughts, create a world of his own that existed simultaneously as the world outside. it was always so very easy to lose track of time, to concentrate on something for so long that he would give up hygiene, food, sleep.
but never once, kaveh recalls, that had ever led of holes in his memory. not once has he forgotten anything. ]
It's not that I can't remember it. It's more like... like that information in particular is being kept from me. I can only assume something in my summoning didn't go quite as right.