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[heartstopping]

[Rolo has not been having a good time since everyone's memories came back. He's mostly dealt with this by staying home curled up in bed and ignoring the network completely, but after a few days he's finally desperate enough to pull the network device thing back out.]

Is there anything like a therapist in this city?

[He's not even thinking about shit like going anon right now. That would probably be a bad sign, if his standard preference for anonymity didn't necessarily preclude people knowing about said preference.]

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[heartstopping]

Haven't I said that already?

[conflictresolution]

Well then, let me know what I can do to assist you.

[heartstopping]

If I think of something, I'll let you know.

[He won't.]

[conflictresolution]

Of course you won't. There's no need to put up a front of a lie, boy. I've seen what you are in the rubble.

[heartstopping]

[Yeah, he does not love that. Nor is "what he is" something he really wants to think about right now, let alone argue with this guy about.

So he simply doesn't respond.]