[Soren scrutinizes the disguised Fae as he levels his sympathies, as if trying to ascertain whether there's some hidden motivation pushing his patience and understanding, or whether he's even telling the truth about sharing a similar experience. It's an easy scenario to pair with the story he had already given him about his background prior to coming here, so there's even less reason to doubt him. What's more difficult to accept is being treated nicely, even when there really isn't much to it.]
I am Soren.
[Considering the young and scared frame of mind he'd just been escorted from, he's glad that came so easily to him. Barring the mnemonic slips and pitfalls he struggles with mid-conversation, he is feeling much more calm and adjusted than he was moments ago. Still, he's itching to go home and stay there for a good while, and doesn't intend to stay and chat for too long... but he'll make what use of it he can to exercise what used to be one of his best talents.]
Your name was... [He focuses.] No, please don't tell me. I have to remember on my own. ... Viren? [Mortifying. He rests his temples into his digging hands.] No, no, that wasn't it...
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I am Soren.
[Considering the young and scared frame of mind he'd just been escorted from, he's glad that came so easily to him. Barring the mnemonic slips and pitfalls he struggles with mid-conversation, he is feeling much more calm and adjusted than he was moments ago. Still, he's itching to go home and stay there for a good while, and doesn't intend to stay and chat for too long... but he'll make what use of it he can to exercise what used to be one of his best talents.]
Your name was... [He focuses.] No, please don't tell me. I have to remember on my own. ... Viren? [Mortifying. He rests his temples into his digging hands.] No, no, that wasn't it...
[temptation to Just Leave rising]