OPEN SEASON 2.

[crawly]

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[erythristic]

[it's too much, like they've stuffed too much into a doll's head and the cotton will burst the seams. these were his experiences, his moments. not hers to know, and it feels worse than prying into someone's past with technology--this is how he lived it. it's wrong, even for her.]

Neither did I. Why would they do that?

[she's less hysterical as she keeps talking, words are something solid to grasp, there is a target to blame, and he's not touching her, so there are three things in favour of getting an inch of a grip.]

Why? What was the point?

[she looks at him like he's supposed to have the answers to it, like somewhere in these new memories there's logic in any step if this. being lied to by omission from the Agency--that wasn't new. having the sanctity of one's mind violated? that was something an agent wasn't supposed to experience, or reexperience in cases like her.

she'd like to trust him again, but how can she?]

[shooteverything]

I don't know.

[ he's repeating himself, it's true, but he really doesn't know what, or why. going through that has made him tired, somehow both physically and mentally. ]

I don't even know how they did it. And they could still use that... whatever.

[erythristic]

[she shakes her head slowly. she'll destroy it if they ever come near her again. for a minute, she seems like she's almost going to cry, and then takes a deep breath.]

Can we...make an agreement? You don't think on what you saw, I don't think about what I saw?

[shooteverything]

[ for a moment he considers saying that he doesn't mind if she thinks about it, but... that's not what's best, now. ]

Sure. Fine.

[ he drops down to sit on the ground, pulling his heels close to himself in a butterfly stretch, head bowed for a moment before he looks up at her. ]

...sorry.

[erythristic]

...what do you have to be sorry for?

[she keeps her gaze at him, focusing on his hair to make herself stop being on the edge of tears.]

[shooteverything]

...I'd forget about it if I could.

[ he runs a hand through his hair automatically, as if there might be something in it that grell's staring at. ]

[erythristic]

...Nicht sie.

[the idea occurs to her that they might be listening to all of this, and at the least she can make it a hell of a lot harder for them to hear any of it by getting quieter and switching languages, lest they use it as some sort of sick example.]

Die Psychopathen, der es gemacht hat. Sie muss sich dafür entschuldigen.

[shooteverything]

Ich will.

[ heine ruffles his hair again automatically and then rubs his forehead, looking away as he speaks again. ]

Sie müssen hier raus.

[erythristic]

Warum? Was wird dann geschehen?

[and what more could they possibly do that they haven't done?]

[shooteverything]

Er saugt hier.

[ he mumbles plainly. heine shrugs and rubs the back of his head, uncertain. ]

[erythristic]

Würde ich nicht bleiben wenn ich die Wahl hätte.

[he need only peek at the edges of her memories to confirm how true that was. she leaves when dismissed and no earlier.]

[shooteverything]

Ist es ihre wahl nicht?

[ if he learned anything from working with a private investigator for years, it's that all you need is the right leverage. ]

[erythristic]

Ich habe die Wahl zu leben.

[in retrospect, that was the source of a lot of problems.]

[shooteverything]

[ he goes silent, then, pressing his hands together as he thinks. he just has to make it so that they don't have a choice—

—but now is not the time to think about it. ]

Okay.

[ heine starts getting to his feet, rubbing his face. ]

Ich gehe zurück in meine wohnung gehen.