[He's not okay. He's aware enough to know that. After what happened, being back in his own body is the lesser evil, but that doesn't make him okay. He probably hasn't been even since he got here (got back here, he reminds himself). Memories are still coming back to him, but those recent events --drowning, choking down water, fighting for death, practically begging for it-- snapped many things back into clarity.
The message indicator sound wakes him from a restless sleep. It takes him a moment to remember where he is; strangely, when he realizes it's not Luxerion, part of him is relieved. He reads the message...but then hesitates to respond. He hasn't spoken to anyone yet about those shared memories -- hasn't yet worked up the nerve to. But he knows her; he knows that she won't just let it go if he doesn't respond. So it takes him a while, but he eventually does write back.]
hey. [What does he call her, now? Knowing who, and what, she is, "Vietnam" just seems...strange.] yeah. what's up? I have time.
[For five hundred years, he's had nothing but time.]
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The message indicator sound wakes him from a restless sleep. It takes him a moment to remember where he is; strangely, when he realizes it's not Luxerion, part of him is relieved. He reads the message...but then hesitates to respond. He hasn't spoken to anyone yet about those shared memories -- hasn't yet worked up the nerve to. But he knows her; he knows that she won't just let it go if he doesn't respond. So it takes him a while, but he eventually does write back.]
hey. [What does he call her, now? Knowing who, and what, she is, "Vietnam" just seems...strange.] yeah. what's up? I have time.
[For five hundred years, he's had nothing but time.]