[Ferran's response comes with a sympathetic chuckle. He's seen nothing worth apologizing for, honestly, but plenty to be concerned about; being startled by your own hands isn't the best indication of a sound mind.]
That's alright. I've woken up in the street before, not really sure what was happening, myself. It's not exactly an easy experience.
[Ferran doesn't know or even guess that Soren's problems have been caused in part by manipulation of his memories, although he certainly knows his own were. He wouldn't want anyone to be able to relate to either, but the world isn't always so kind—whatever world it happens to be.]
But if you do understand, I'm sorry you've had to deal with something like that.
[More to the present, though, he decides on another wellness check that doubles as the reciprocation his Fae nature requires:]
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That's alright. I've woken up in the street before, not really sure what was happening, myself. It's not exactly an easy experience.
[Ferran doesn't know or even guess that Soren's problems have been caused in part by manipulation of his memories, although he certainly knows his own were. He wouldn't want anyone to be able to relate to either, but the world isn't always so kind—whatever world it happens to be.]
But if you do understand, I'm sorry you've had to deal with something like that.
[More to the present, though, he decides on another wellness check that doubles as the reciprocation his Fae nature requires:]
What's your name?