It's not that. I don't want anything else screwing with me, you know?
[He leans back a little into her touch. Not too much, can't relax too much or he might fall completely.]
It's been screwed with enough. My head is loud enough, I don't want anything else in there that isn't me, even if it's supposed to quiet it. I'm scared. Of that.
[He turns his head and the answer to her other question's as clear as if he had NO in permanent marker across his nose. He's caught the odd scrap of sleep, an hour here and there at other people's bedsides.]
If you mean that like have you been skiing then yes, at some point I dimly remember. Recently, not really, no.
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[He leans back a little into her touch. Not too much, can't relax too much or he might fall completely.]
It's been screwed with enough. My head is loud enough, I don't want anything else in there that isn't me, even if it's supposed to quiet it. I'm scared. Of that.
[He turns his head and the answer to her other question's as clear as if he had NO in permanent marker across his nose. He's caught the odd scrap of sleep, an hour here and there at other people's bedsides.]
If you mean that like have you been skiing then yes, at some point I dimly remember. Recently, not really, no.