Oh yeah, got those two in spades. [Eleanor laughed softly.] I just don't feel stronger. But who knows, right?
Still figuring all this out. [She hesitated.] I mean, it's cool, but at the same time...it's like having someone else's secret implanted on me, you know?
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[ He nods. She must have gotten stronger too, but she'd know better than him, anyway. ]
I know what you mean, though. Sometimes I still have trouble knowing my own strength. It's pretty weird, with how fast it happened.
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Still figuring all this out. [She hesitated.] I mean, it's cool, but at the same time...it's like having someone else's secret implanted on me, you know?
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[ He shrugs. ]
The memories I've gotten all feel like... like I lived them. So I dunno. I can't decide if they're from a past-life or what.
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[Eleanor shook her head.]
But she's not me. Even if...it feels like it. It's just like a dream, even if it feels real at the time that hardly means it is.
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[ He's honestly curious. He's fairly set on the "this is real" team, but he won't argue another person's opinion. They could both be wrong. ]
Any particular reason why?
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Because...we think differently. When she's doing sometihng, when I'm remembering it, it feels natural...
But when I'm not, when I'm looking back at it, it...they aren't choices I would make, I think.
[She hoped, anyway.]
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[ His did too, to be frank. But he's warming up to his old way of thinking, a little bit... ]
Were they bad ones, or were they ones you don't understand?
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Both? I think. I know she had reasons but...I don't really know what they were.
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I can get that. In my memories... I've remembered some weird stuff, but I seem so sure about them. I just figure whatever reason I had was a good one.