[He'll tolerate it for now. Baby steps. Liking anyone near him who's not Arecia is brand spanking new territory, and Nyx is decidedly not... very Arecia-like. He has a gut feeling he'll have to navigate a lot of new changes before things start to make sense again.]
I don't even have a toilet.
[Unless you count the hospital's toilet. Or... Nyx's toilet, maybe. Does he still live with Nyx? It's one of those grey areas in his memory he's not sure about and hasn't had to worry about with a bed of his own at the hospital.
He's distracted from thinking too hard about it by spotting a footpath trailing off into the forest on their right. He points to it.]
There! I think we can follow that a ways, it should take us there.
[Remembering man-eating malboro in a dark forest should give him pause about entering another dark forest, but if anything, the prospect of aligning the present a little closer to the past is a reassuring one. He's not weak. He doesn't have to be scared. That, he remembers intrinsically.]
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I don't even have a toilet.
[Unless you count the hospital's toilet. Or... Nyx's toilet, maybe. Does he still live with Nyx? It's one of those grey areas in his memory he's not sure about and hasn't had to worry about with a bed of his own at the hospital.
He's distracted from thinking too hard about it by spotting a footpath trailing off into the forest on their right. He points to it.]
There! I think we can follow that a ways, it should take us there.
[Remembering man-eating malboro in a dark forest should give him pause about entering another dark forest, but if anything, the prospect of aligning the present a little closer to the past is a reassuring one. He's not weak. He doesn't have to be scared. That, he remembers intrinsically.]