[She remembers it, vaguely. But given that she turned him into a fox once, wombats aren't the first thing to come to her mind.]
I was mad at you. Not about leaving or forgetting— [Pause.] Okay, a little about forgetting. But mostly for upsetting Claire, but that... It was the City. Not like you traded away all that with the deities.
What? No. [And that genuinely doesn't ring much of a bell - House might have used the term once or twice - but the correction isn't quite so genuine.] Butch.
[This could backfire, of course.]
I guess I could have traded to get the memories back. But I'm not sure I want them. [And that had made people angry, too.] Three years back home - whatever mattered to me here, I went back and forgot it. I don't need more reason to regret what began to matter to me there.
[She... is not going to ask after the nickname and continue on.]
And look, anyone could trade for their old memories, I'm sure. But I haven't heard of it happening, have you? Apparently I'd been here twice before the four years I remember and I never did it. And me and missing memories... [She exhales, almost a laugh but falling short.] Anyway. It's your head. People don't think it's a luxury to decide what you want in it, but I do.
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[She remembers it, vaguely. But given that she turned him into a fox once, wombats aren't the first thing to come to her mind.]
I was mad at you. Not about leaving or forgetting— [Pause.] Okay, a little about forgetting. But mostly for upsetting Claire, but that... It was the City. Not like you traded away all that with the deities.
→ CALL
[This could backfire, of course.]
I guess I could have traded to get the memories back. But I'm not sure I want them. [And that had made people angry, too.] Three years back home - whatever mattered to me here, I went back and forgot it. I don't need more reason to regret what began to matter to me there.
→ CALL
[She... is not going to ask after the nickname and continue on.]
And look, anyone could trade for their old memories, I'm sure. But I haven't heard of it happening, have you? Apparently I'd been here twice before the four years I remember and I never did it. And me and missing memories... [She exhales, almost a laugh but falling short.] Anyway. It's your head. People don't think it's a luxury to decide what you want in it, but I do.
→ CALL
[Far more people who don't really know him now - but whose fault is that?]
→ CALL
[She hums absently, then chuckles.]
Think of it this way, there are some things best forgotten.
[Like the fox incident.]