[He's not sure what she's thinking of, but she didn't ask who Libertus was, so maybe that's a good thing?]
Yeah. Military, active duty. I went on tour with your-
[Nyx stops abruptly, eyes unfocused as a realization creeps up on him. An image of two people that didn't quite fit alongside the mirror of Insomnia and Galahd that Crowe inhabited. His breath catches in his throat as the new-old-new information festers, and he recognizes those people. Recognizes Crowe's eyes and fierce grin and unwillingness to leave a man behind.
He's never had a flashback of this world's war before. If he were a stronger man he'd probably be impressed how easily it takes his actual memories and warps them to its own purpose: a much-younger version of himself surrounded by terror and fire and screaming...
It takes him a moment to realize he's digging his fingers into the nearest tree, bracing himself as his limbs shake with the force of emotion. They died. They died because of him and-
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Yeah. Military, active duty. I went on tour with your-
[Nyx stops abruptly, eyes unfocused as a realization creeps up on him. An image of two people that didn't quite fit alongside the mirror of Insomnia and Galahd that Crowe inhabited. His breath catches in his throat as the new-old-new information festers, and he recognizes those people. Recognizes Crowe's eyes and fierce grin and unwillingness to leave a man behind.
He's never had a flashback of this world's war before. If he were a stronger man he'd probably be impressed how easily it takes his actual memories and warps them to its own purpose: a much-younger version of himself surrounded by terror and fire and screaming...
It takes him a moment to realize he's digging his fingers into the nearest tree, bracing himself as his limbs shake with the force of emotion. They died. They died because of him and-
Crowe never had parents.]