[And as the scene plays, Lysithea is not surprised, after all, to see that it eventually transitions into the scene of her worst memory. She is in a cage - behind bars, watching as people in dark hoods and robes cluster around a boy laid out on a table.
They are... vivisecting him. The boy is faceless, because... she does not remember his face any longer.
She, too, cannot keep her calm and she squeezes his hand harder. Some measure of reassurance.
When this is over, she thinks... they will be free.]
cw: child death
They are... vivisecting him. The boy is faceless, because... she does not remember his face any longer.
She, too, cannot keep her calm and she squeezes his hand harder. Some measure of reassurance.
When this is over, she thinks... they will be free.]