[ That statement is enough for guilt to start churning in his stomach. Varian rests his hands on his thighs, fingers tugging at the fabric.
Varian can imagine it. He can imagine how horrible it would be to be forgotten by someone he cared for. But the thought of forgetting he cares for, the idea of inflicting that sort of pain on them, is just as crushing. ]
That's terrible...
[ His frown deepens. ]
I don't know if I could handle knowing that I'd lost that much.
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Varian can imagine it. He can imagine how horrible it would be to be forgotten by someone he cared for. But the thought of forgetting he cares for, the idea of inflicting that sort of pain on them, is just as crushing. ]
That's terrible...
[ His frown deepens. ]
I don't know if I could handle knowing that I'd lost that much.