[ When the ability to experience such things as shame is removed, it is easier to meet another's gaze and hold it, no matter how uncomfortable it would be for most humans. But somehow, Amber feels the need to look down and away from Havoc's eyes. There's something in them she recognizes but can't name. Something she should understand but doesn't. Something she lost but not completely.
She doesn't remember a family, but she still remembers the hollow spaces they left behind in her mind, like the negative of a family picture with the important details washed out.
But she can read between the lines, nodding in understanding. ]
You could find someone else like her. Now that you're this way.
[ This way, she says, as if she can't quite say it, admit it, out loud. ]
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She doesn't remember a family, but she still remembers the hollow spaces they left behind in her mind, like the negative of a family picture with the important details washed out.
But she can read between the lines, nodding in understanding. ]
You could find someone else like her. Now that you're this way.
[ This way, she says, as if she can't quite say it, admit it, out loud. ]