[This isn't what Merrywood had expected. Also not something she knew how to react to. There is something like sympathy on her mind, but this kind of emotion is already being ruined by the carnival.
There's also no past. There's flashes of the shoot-out and a few unclear, incoherent pictures of people that must be friends or family or ... people she'd known, but she can't name them. Or make sense out of them. She's forgetting.
And she suspects that that would be something he'd rather do, but that might just be her.
And there goes the tree. What even.]
Sounds useful.
... So, as I understand it, you could find who-or-whatever is causing this?
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There's also no past. There's flashes of the shoot-out and a few unclear, incoherent pictures of people that must be friends or family or ... people she'd known, but she can't name them. Or make sense out of them. She's forgetting.
And she suspects that that would be something he'd rather do, but that might just be her.
And there goes the tree. What even.]
Sounds useful.
... So, as I understand it, you could find who-or-whatever is causing this?