From: wailingwoman	Date: 03/03/2007 12:37:08

*comes back from her shopping trip, laden down with bags and obviously much happier*

*gives you a wry look* You can stop worrying now, I didn't get lost once.

	From: gorthol	Date: 03/03/2007 12:42:11

*smiles calmly enough* I knew you'd have a good time with Fin.

*patently worrying* And I wasn't worrying. Or not about that so much. I just...ah. Decided I should probably tell you some things. If you want to know them.

	From: wailingwoman	Date: 03/03/2007 12:46:09

*puts her bags down and takes a seat*

*wonders if this has anything at all to do with the thing she just learned* *at least, the thing she just thinks she's learned*

*gives you a smile* I'd like to know.

	From: gorthol	Date: 03/03/2007 12:51:04

*has no intention of sitting down too*

*holds up a hand* Wait. Don't say that yet. You have to know what knowing might mean.

*levelly* The reality of things is what put you in the hospital. It's what drove us both mad in our last lives. It's obvious that this all-encompassing forgetfulness is just your mind's latest defense mechanism.

	From: wailingwoman	Date: 03/03/2007 12:53:50

*suddenly feels very ill*

I... I don't know.

*realizes this must be worse than she thought*

*carefully* We... were lovers?

	From: gorthol	Date: 03/03/2007 12:59:56

*is completely sure this cannot possibly be the best way to proceed* We were married.

*pauses* If I've seemed distant to you, Nín--Nienor, you have to understand it's because that's the only way I ever knew you. If I try to reconcile the reality with my old feelings...well, it's better if I tell myself it happened to someone else. And really believe it. *doubtfully* Can you do that?

	From: wailingwoman	Date: 03/03/2007 13:08:09

*is starting to get confused*

*shakes her head* I'm sorry, I don't really understand. What are you talking about?

	From: gorthol	Date: 03/03/2007 13:12:06

*frustrated* I haven't told you the truth because what I have to tell may drive you more completely insane. Are you willing to risk that?

	From: wailingwoman	Date: 03/03/2007 13:15:19

I...

*is quiet for a while*

*eventually laughs a little* I think I might go insane from not knowing. Besides, maybe it's better if you tell me now, rather than having me remember on my own and be confused?

	From: gorthol	Date: 03/03/2007 13:22:13

Or having someone else tell you first. Yeah, I thought of that, too.

*resignedly* Just...try to remember that I still love you, okay? I don't care about any of the past now and you shouldn't either.

	From: wailingwoman	Date: 03/03/2007 13:29:40

*nods* Okay. Okay, let's just do it. *you're really freaking her out now, you know*

	From: gorthol	Date: 03/03/2007 13:36:01

*WAIT FOR IT*

*very casually goes about blocking your escape route*

Nienor. I'm your brother. *cringe*

	From: wailingwoman	Date: 03/03/2007 13:39:24

*actually laughs*

But you said we were married. That's ridiculous.

*suddenly gets a very clear memory of a dragon and a gourge and water*

Oh Eru.

	From: gorthol	Date: 03/03/2007 13:47:38

*hasn't dared to breathe yet*

Yeah.

*feels the memories trying to return and struggles to keep his distance* *weighing each word carefully* We didn't know, Nienor. We were used.

	From: wailingwoman	Date: 03/03/2007 13:50:21

*finds herself thinking about the dream she had about you the night before*

*which she thought was perfectly innocent because you're pretty and stuff*

I think I'm going to be sick.

*runs off into the bathroom* *makes a point of not coming back out*

	From: gorthol	Date: 03/03/2007 13:54:03

*sighs* Déjà fucking vu.

*trudges over and knocks* Are you thinking about flying off any cliffs okay? *leans his head against the door and closes his eyes*

*softly* Nienor? ...Níniel?

	From: wailingwoman	Date: 03/03/2007 13:58:12

*tearfully* I'm sorry. I just don't think I can look at you right now. I'm sorry. I'm sorry.

*rests her head on the toilet seat and closes her eyes* I'm sorry.

	From: gorthol	Date: 03/03/2007 14:04:06

It's okay. I understand how you feel. *really, really does*

*goes back out into the living room to try and work in an effort to be unobtrusive without actually leaving the apartment*

*instead spends a great deal of time forcibly repressing the feeling that he should just kiss you and make it all better*

	From: wailingwoman	Date: 03/03/2007 14:07:30

*stays in the bathroom for a long time, until she can't cry or be sick anymore*

*comes out* *glances towards the living room at you for a second before going into her room and locking the door*

*lays down on her bed and tries to sleep*

	From: gorthol	Date: 03/03/2007 14:14:03

*prowls about the apartment in search of something to break or hurt or kill in the hopes that doing so will keep his mind from breaking on his behalf*

*eventually returns to the living room and stands near the window, defenseless*

*pushes the curtain aside and stares out until he loses track of all time*