[It's huffed out almost immediately, because he is calm, surely he is. He always is, except in extreme circumstances, always able to critically think and judge and deduce and work through in his head the solution to a problem.
But his mind feels like a machine that is whirring uncontrollably, unable to parcel and categorize information the way he's used to. A stream of consciousness, and it's hard to swim through all of it.
Yet Ai's touch is like an anchor, or a hook, pulling him back and giving him something to focus on. He turns around to face her.]
What if it is permanent? I have to step through the door again and see what happens to me.
[Given his state, though, who knows if that's a good idea.]
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[It's huffed out almost immediately, because he is calm, surely he is. He always is, except in extreme circumstances, always able to critically think and judge and deduce and work through in his head the solution to a problem.
But his mind feels like a machine that is whirring uncontrollably, unable to parcel and categorize information the way he's used to. A stream of consciousness, and it's hard to swim through all of it.
Yet Ai's touch is like an anchor, or a hook, pulling him back and giving him something to focus on. He turns around to face her.]
What if it is permanent? I have to step through the door again and see what happens to me.
[Given his state, though, who knows if that's a good idea.]