[Noah repeats the name carefully. He's not sure what he's expecting to get out of it - some rush of memory flooding in, some lost piece forming the big picture that lets you see the whole puzzle, just... something more.
There's none of that, though. It isn't fair to say Noah looks disappointed, not exactly. This is still more than he had before, it still means something, but the loss and sadness from that loss is starkly prevalent now, at the forefront of his mind. Some of the sorrow he carried with him as a lost soul shining through.
Is it even really possible to get through the stages of grief over a loss when what you lost was yourself?
Adele. There's no sudden rush of memory, no unlocking of the name of his other sister, the given name of his parents, nothing like that. But it does feel right to say, to think, and without any other context needed he feels he knows which sister it was as well. Some of that is from Henry, from Henry thinking of her. What little she exists in Noah's spotty memory is a frozen snapshot of a little girl, it's hard to meet that up with the young woman who spoke at Aglionby that Henry saw.
It's something. It's so much more than he had before.]
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[Noah repeats the name carefully. He's not sure what he's expecting to get out of it - some rush of memory flooding in, some lost piece forming the big picture that lets you see the whole puzzle, just... something more.
There's none of that, though. It isn't fair to say Noah looks disappointed, not exactly. This is still more than he had before, it still means something, but the loss and sadness from that loss is starkly prevalent now, at the forefront of his mind. Some of the sorrow he carried with him as a lost soul shining through.
Is it even really possible to get through the stages of grief over a loss when what you lost was yourself?
Adele. There's no sudden rush of memory, no unlocking of the name of his other sister, the given name of his parents, nothing like that. But it does feel right to say, to think, and without any other context needed he feels he knows which sister it was as well. Some of that is from Henry, from Henry thinking of her. What little she exists in Noah's spotty memory is a frozen snapshot of a little girl, it's hard to meet that up with the young woman who spoke at Aglionby that Henry saw.
It's something. It's so much more than he had before.]
... Thank you.