[ At least he remembers who Darlene is when she calls out his name. He looks up, and somehow it's surprising to see her. Did that mean this was real? But the questions that followed have a serious of insanity inducing questions going on in his head. How is he supposed to know if he's really him? Darlene, you should know better than to ask questions like this! ]
I'm okay... I think...
[ His brow is furrowed and he looks her over as she comes close. There's no one in the world that he loves except Darlene -- maybe he had had something a little like love with Shayla, a ghost of something else with Angela but Darlene was his family and she'd been there no matter how many times he forgot her. ]
I thought... [ He pauses and then changes direction on his statement. ]
This is real? [ If Darlene is seeing it then it has to be, right? Healthy or not she had always been a stable point in his otherwise unstable and chaotic reality. ]
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I'm okay... I think...
[ His brow is furrowed and he looks her over as she comes close. There's no one in the world that he loves except Darlene -- maybe he had had something a little like love with Shayla, a ghost of something else with Angela but Darlene was his family and she'd been there no matter how many times he forgot her. ]
I thought... [ He pauses and then changes direction on his statement. ]
This is real? [ If Darlene is seeing it then it has to be, right? Healthy or not she had always been a stable point in his otherwise unstable and chaotic reality. ]