mental link, day...36? sure.

[headinjuries]

[ Technically, it came up a few days ago, but Sam's been letting something bounce around in his head to see if the possibility gets less troublesome after he sleeps on it. And sleeps on it a couple more times.

or he's just saying it late so the newbies can hear it too, w/e

It's not getting any less freaky. So, out of left field: ]

( So if aliens can hack our emotions, do we...actually know they can't mess with everything else? Memories? Are we actually who we think we are?

What if there is no spoon? )

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[headinjuries]

[ She's right.

What if somebody else wound up here? Kamala? Miles? Bill, or Rocket? As much as he misses having anyone familiar around, it's nothing he'd wish on anyone he actually likes.

He hadn't been entirely altruistic about putting on the helmet for the first time. Not always all the times after that. But somewhere along the line, he'd realized that it wasn't about him. ]

( You're right.

Thanks. )

[ Sometimes, reminders work better when they're coming from someone else. It feels less like he's desperately trying to convince himself that there's still a point. ]

[adamance]

[There are many people who don't see a point to this, and that's where Lexa is frustrated. But it's provided her some clarity, too—to see where her purpose and her perspective stands in direct opposition to how others have been raised, how they've survived, how they view themselves. She's used to being responsible for the many, even if it can hardly be called a heroic act.

And times, she's done a great deal of things that are less than heroic.

Still, she can see where her cause can meet his, and that's what matters most.]

( You're welcome. )

[Having said her piece, she leaves things there.]