“I’m alright,” he says reflexively, like the leg jolts after the hammer strikes it below the knee. He pauses. “… Well, I suppose it depends on what you mean. I’m unharmed. The rest…”
He drifts off. When he tries to reach inwards to ask, how am I doing today? all he really comes away with is probably bad. Which he can only mostly read because he had barely half of his breakfast today. The rest is just static. Which also can't be good.
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Date: 2024-10-17 02:47 pm (UTC)“I’m alright,” he says reflexively, like the leg jolts after the hammer strikes it below the knee. He pauses. “… Well, I suppose it depends on what you mean. I’m unharmed. The rest…”
He drifts off. When he tries to reach inwards to ask, how am I doing today? all he really comes away with is probably bad. Which he can only mostly read because he had barely half of his breakfast today. The rest is just static. Which also can't be good.
“Well, probably not."