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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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[driving_from_the_backseat]

[They realize, a few days after waking up, that going anonymous would be a good idea until they separate fiction from reality.] Are you also having difficulty adjusting?

text, private

[heartstopping]

[Well, he'd be a hypocrite if he took issue with private messages from anonymous strangers.]

"Adjusting" doesn't feel like the right word for it. How am I supposed to adjust if I don't know what to believe?

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[geass]

[he doesn't really know what to do. he's still so!! damn!!! conflicted!!! about anything and everything regarding to Rolo.

but there's something nagging in his heart when he sees the message on the network.]

Are you still in your room?

[heartstopping]

[Lelouch is basically the one constant between both the lives in his head. That's a comfort right now, even if that comes with some complicated relationship dynamics.]

Yes.

[He's still in bed, but at least he's got his tablet-phone and he's actually doing something. Progress, right?]

[geass]

[he doesn't really know what he's going to do when he gets up there, but he grabs a snack and a soda that he remembers (some way or another) that Rolo likes before heading to his room.

he knocks when he gets there, mind mulling still over what he needs to say. what he wants to say???

he doesn't know what to do.]

[heartstopping]

Come in.

[For Lelouch, he'll even sit up a little, setting the phone thing aside. It's not like he's gotten much in the way of responses yet. Tragically, it doesn't seem like psychological professionals are much of a thing here.]

[geass]

[HE IS THE MOST AWKWARD...........

he's definitely awkward as he opens the door and crosses the room to Rolo. he'll hold out his offerings to his... not... brother... and frowns at him a bit.]

You... I haven't really seen much of you lately.

[heartstopping]

[Rolo takes the food and drink quietly. He hasn't had much of an appetite, but he recognizes both as things he likes. It doesn't ease the storm in his head, but there's a bloom of warmth in his chest at the thought of Lelouch noticing and remembering.

It takes him a few moments to organize his thoughts some. There's a lot going on and he's never been as eloquent as his brother.]

...I don't know how you or anyone else is managing so easily. None of this is bothering you? I don't... I can't tell what's real right now. Am I crazy?

[It's not entirely true. There's a very pragmatic part of him that can look at all this shit objectively and tell which set of memories aligns with the current state of things and what everyone else seems to be thinking. The issue is that the other one still feels real regardless. More than that, he wants it to be real. And even if he accepts the "true" reality here, a large part of him recoils at the very thought of what he's supposed to be.

Rolo fiddles halfheartedly with the packaging of the snack Lelouch gave him, uncommitted to actually opening it. He is hungry, but the sick feeling in his stomach makes the thought of eating a lot less appealing.]

...I'm not even sure who I am. My head feels like it's going to explode trying to sort through it all.

[driving_from_the_backseat]

How are you trying to decide what to believe?

[heartstopping]

It's complicated.

[And he doesn't want to actually say how much of that complication is based entirely on feelings and wanting to believe the best of someone. That'd make it feel so stupid and irrational, and he's supposed to be efficient and pragmatic.]

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[bonobos]

just go get laid buddy

[heartstopping]

[He'd throw his phone at a wall if that wouldn't just force him to get out of bed to retrieve it afterward.]

I'm being serious.

[bonobos]

and i’m not?

no point in trusting another person with ur problems. u’ll get a knife in the back anyways.

what good can a therapist too? all that mental health mumbo jumbo is crap. stuff they say to make u feel good in the moment and distract u from the real issues. hell they’ll squeal to the pigs the second ur a threat.

here’s my advice: there’s no use in being sad abt shit that’s already happened. the only thing that makes me feel ok is having some F-U-N.

so ya. jerk it.

[ this is a man with deep seated psychological issues do NOT listen to him. ]

[heartstopping]

[ rolo does admittedly have a track record of trusting the worst people possible but even he isn't about to take this guy's advice. ]

I have too much of a headache right now to deal with you.

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[memori3s]

[ Therapist? No. Persona protagonist who gets people constantly spilling their guts to him? Yes. ]

I haven't seen one.

Is it the memories and new layout of Aldrip?

[ Those are the most obvious troubles he can think of. ]

[bonobos]

yea that helps with that too

[heartstopping]

[ social link GO ]

More or less. Though I'm not even dealing with the city changing yet.

[heartstopping]

I'll take your word for it.

[memori3s]

[ I am thou, thou art I etc etc...... ]

Yeah. Figuring out the city can come later.

[ The layout won't change anytime soon. Probably... ]

[heartstopping]

Or maybe never. It might just be better to stay in my room forever at this rate.

[It sure doesn't look like he's getting actual professional help anytime soon.]

[memori3s]

Never? What if you get hungry?

[heartstopping]

My brother would probably bring me something before I starved.

[memori3s]

Oh. That's good then.

[ But then you'd starve if he disappeared..... Minato will keep that to himself though. Let's not upset Rolo more with terrible scenarios. ]

I can bring you something too if you want. I don't mind.

[ Rolo seems the paranoid sort, but. He'll ask anyways. ]

Or my friend can, if I'm busy one day.

[ The dog. He means the dog. ]

[heartstopping]

[People being so eager to help a complete stranger still feels weird to him, even after adding a whole normal life to the mix. As it turns out, the issue wasn't the whole "child assassin raised in a supernatural cult" thing. He's just antisocial.]

I'm not being serious. I don't want to be a burden on my brother. That's why I'm looking for help.

[memori3s]

[ I see it's less dire than I thought then ]

How will you find help if you won't leave your room?