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Taeja Kim ☠ Jörmungandr (jormungandr) wrote in paxletalelogs,

Adam shook his head, stunned to silence. An intoxicated makeout session was nothing to what she had dealt with, and now he chided himself for having shared what little he had. It seemed selfish, now, more because he had not so much as considered that others may have had experiences far less pleasant than his own. He exhaled on a tiny sigh, his teeth worrying for a moment at his lower lip. "If something happened to both of you, you can't really say you're the one who's totally fucked. Even if you're actually dissociative, it wouldn't explain both of you experiencing... whatever it was." His hand shifted on the table, pulling slightly away from her as his fingers toyed with one thick silver ring. "Obviously something happened," he said, his tone such that it seemed he was more thinking aloud than picking up the conversation. Still, he looked back to her, his brow furrowed in thought. "You two may have not been the only ones affected like that. Maybe you're just the only ones talking about it. I mean, it does sound crazy." He shrugged. "Most people are probably keeping it to themselves." Like they did with the mirrors, he wanted to add. "How've you felt since?"