[That's...interesting, at the very least; he just kind of blinks for a moment at it before laughing a little again, the sound light and easy.]
And there's no chance that you could be mistaken...? After all, I don't recall you at all - outside of meeting you in passing once or twice at galas, of course, and I hardly think that counts.
He acts just like you, actually! I wasn't certain at first, but you're definitely the same person. I suppose you'll be remembering me at some point in the future as well.
[This is still going too well. Cumore totally doesn't believe him, right...?]
Well, this explains the insistence that you would want to stay in contact with me in some way - I don't suppose you're willing to tell me what relation we seem to have had to one another in these memories of yours?
We were working together; we seemed to be on fairly friendly terms, actually!
[He could probably tell Cumore about the warmongering and all that fun shit, but that's... hmm. It wouldn't be good for him to remember that right away, would it? Hell, he might have already said too much.]
[And he seems to mull that over for a moment, how...exactly should he deal with this - ]
Well, I do appreciate being told, at any rate... Though if you don't mind, I'd prefer to continue living my life as normally as possible, despite the circumstances. This is all lovely and surreal and all, but I'm frankly not interested in engaging with it.
I suppose I wish you luck in all of it, however, should you be taking a different route.
[...he's going to deal with it BY NOT DEALING WITH IT AT ALL, APPARENTLY.]
[Ah, there we go. It didn't go to shit quite as spectacularly as he was envisioning, but here we are anyway.]
I suppose it's only natural to try to ignore it. I certainly did too!
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Before we part ways, may I at least ask what you've remembered?
[He's a patient man, he can wait for Cumore to come talk to him again, but this is something he desperately wants to know. It's the whole reason why he was willing to talk to Cumore at all earlier today, after all.]
[He leans back a bit at that, offering another of those dismissive little handwaves.]
It's less that I don't believe it, and more that I don't see any point in caring. Say that these memories are mine, from some sort of past life - might I ask what I'm supposed to do about any of it?
According to everyone here, the world we're discussing is long-dead. That's hardly something I see a need to care about. My world is here.
Oh yes, of course! As you noted earlier, quite a few people have been regaining terrible memories! It's a bit harder to dismiss them as nightmares, I'd imagine!
Oh, I'd imagine - and I'm hardly saying that they should just dismiss them. If they're our memories, then so be it.
I just don't understand the people seeming to have some sort of identity crisis over it. I can't imagine having a sense of self that fragile - I know exactly who I am, and I don't see why some memories of a destroyed past need to change that.
[And as far as he's concerned, that does seem to be the end of it; he'll stand up then, seeming no worse for wear, really.]
Don't get me wrong, Jaeger, I do appreciate that you've let me know about all that in the first place. Unfortunately, I like my life exactly as it is, and I see no reason to change that.
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[That's...interesting, at the very least; he just kind of blinks for a moment at it before laughing a little again, the sound light and easy.]
And there's no chance that you could be mistaken...? After all, I don't recall you at all - outside of meeting you in passing once or twice at galas, of course, and I hardly think that counts.
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[This is still going too well. Cumore totally doesn't believe him, right...?]
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[What the fuck do you even say to that.]
Well, this explains the insistence that you would want to stay in contact with me in some way - I don't suppose you're willing to tell me what relation we seem to have had to one another in these memories of yours?
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[He could probably tell Cumore about the warmongering and all that fun shit, but that's... hmm. It wouldn't be good for him to remember that right away, would it? Hell, he might have already said too much.]
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[And he seems to mull that over for a moment, how...exactly should he deal with this - ]
Well, I do appreciate being told, at any rate... Though if you don't mind, I'd prefer to continue living my life as normally as possible, despite the circumstances. This is all lovely and surreal and all, but I'm frankly not interested in engaging with it.
I suppose I wish you luck in all of it, however, should you be taking a different route.
[...he's going to deal with it BY NOT DEALING WITH IT AT ALL, APPARENTLY.]
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I suppose it's only natural to try to ignore it. I certainly did too!
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Before we part ways, may I at least ask what you've remembered?
[He's a patient man, he can wait for Cumore to come talk to him again, but this is something he desperately wants to know. It's the whole reason why he was willing to talk to Cumore at all earlier today, after all.]
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[There we go indeed.]
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We're from the same world, though. Anything you've recalled is relevant to my interests!
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It's less that I don't believe it, and more that I don't see any point in caring. Say that these memories are mine, from some sort of past life - might I ask what I'm supposed to do about any of it?
According to everyone here, the world we're discussing is long-dead. That's hardly something I see a need to care about. My world is here.
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Ja, of course, that's fair! There are a few of us that do find these memories interesting at least, though!
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Maybe I'll concede that point, but people seem to get terribly worked up over this entire thing.
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I just don't understand the people seeming to have some sort of identity crisis over it. I can't imagine having a sense of self that fragile - I know exactly who I am, and I don't see why some memories of a destroyed past need to change that.
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I wouldn't know! I certainly haven't remembered anything worth having a crisis over!
[He's not going to get anything from this, is he?]
Well, I thought it was worth sharing a few things about our shared world, but it's fine if you're not interested!
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It isn't as though I've remembered anything that's worth sharing, anyway.
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Which is why you're so interested in talking to me.
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Don't get me wrong, Jaeger, I do appreciate that you've let me know about all that in the first place. Unfortunately, I like my life exactly as it is, and I see no reason to change that.
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[Well, that was a disaster.]