"- maybe not. But . . . we're both here, and we're both alive. That's good, right?"
Kubo smiled, trying to project encouragement to the transforming man. He hadn't reached for his shamisen yet, and it was the only thing on him that looked even remotely like a weapon.
"Have you seen anyone else we know?" he asked, stepping slowly closer. Have you seen my mother? Is my mother still alive too? was the question screaming at the back of his mind, threatening to break him down when he didn't have a safe place to break down in. If Roland had seen anyone they knew at all, that would be miraculous itself. He had to find out first if the man himself was all there, or if the magic was taking his mind along with his body.
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"- maybe not. But . . . we're both here, and we're both alive. That's good, right?"
Kubo smiled, trying to project encouragement to the transforming man. He hadn't reached for his shamisen yet, and it was the only thing on him that looked even remotely like a weapon.
"Have you seen anyone else we know?" he asked, stepping slowly closer. Have you seen my mother? Is my mother still alive too? was the question screaming at the back of his mind, threatening to break him down when he didn't have a safe place to break down in. If Roland had seen anyone they knew at all, that would be miraculous itself. He had to find out first if the man himself was all there, or if the magic was taking his mind along with his body.