[This headache might build up even more easily if Ingo examines it too closely. Like it's not just something that's lost, but something that he's not allowed to remember, by the Universe itself - and if he tries too hard, he'll do some kind of permanent damage.]
[It can't actually happen. Not here. But it can still feel that way.]
[As for Siffrin - the Shinx stops in the rain, shaking their head once, then again. The details are all wrong - they weren't this old when they had to start from scratch, were they? They weren't an adult, yet. And they weren't in a tent either; they were out on the ocean, miles from any coast they knew...]
[But the feeling is familiar - the distance, the inability to zone in. Both from then, and more recently. They've been doing it in Bottlecap Bay too, the last few weeks.]
[It's not strange enough - not emotional enough - to merit a shout. It's characterized by detachment, after all. But it compels an audible muttering, rather than a whisper:] Focus, Siffrin, focus.
[Saying that doesn't help much - in their distraction, Siffrin walks right into the side of Ingo's leg.]
handshakes...
[It can't actually happen. Not here. But it can still feel that way.]
[As for Siffrin - the Shinx stops in the rain, shaking their head once, then again. The details are all wrong - they weren't this old when they had to start from scratch, were they? They weren't an adult, yet. And they weren't in a tent either; they were out on the ocean, miles from any coast they knew...]
[But the feeling is familiar - the distance, the inability to zone in. Both from then, and more recently. They've been doing it in Bottlecap Bay too, the last few weeks.]
[It's not strange enough - not emotional enough - to merit a shout. It's characterized by detachment, after all. But it compels an audible muttering, rather than a whisper:] Focus, Siffrin, focus.
[Saying that doesn't help much - in their distraction, Siffrin walks right into the side of Ingo's leg.]