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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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[geass]

[that is quite a theory. Lelouch stays quiet for a long time, gazing down at the floor and his outstretched legs. he doesn't even know how he'd feel if that was a confirmed suspicion...

it could make sense. but he's not sure he wants it to.]

I'll see if I can find any proof of that, or if it's just merely conjecture.

[he can kind of see where Rolo's going with it, so he doesn't talk about it out loud.]

For now... focus on your scrambled feelings. If you hear any other information, pass it along to me.