ZEX didn't much care for his real parents, much less the ones that DAX described... if they weren't in fact the same thing. He tried to force the thought away... there had to be something else he could think about, something...
"What was... the estate like?" That was... kind of neutral, wasn't it? "Did I have... did I have lots of animals?" That was almost enough to raise his spirits, and he tried at a weak smile. "I do love animals... all kinds of creatures..." Drifting off somewhat at the thought. His menagerie, had it ever existed? He could remember so much about it, every one of his children, when he'd added them, how to take care of them... would he have gone through so much trouble to create such a detailed delusion? Then again, he did love them... no doubt he would have spent a great deal of time on that particular part of his delusions, if it was one.
That backfired... he didn't feel any better than he did before.
"I want him," ZEX said, thinking more about the words as he spoke. "I want him." A bit stronger now. "If... if I'm going to get out of here, I want him to come with me. He's mine, I can't leave him here. It's, it's dangerous-"
That was it, that was- that was something he could use! He was sure that if he told DAX about the monsters at night he wouldn't believe him, but this, this he actually had proof. He moved away from DAX and reached down to pull up his right pantleg. It had been five days since he'd been attacked, but that wasn't long enough for all traces of the wound to disappear.
ZEX gestured at the white lines on his leg where he'd been bitten. "Look, look at this DAX, there are- there are monsters here, they come out at night, everyone denies it during the day but, but I was attacked, the thing bit me, look at this! There's something wrong here, this isn't-... it's not normal, there's... something wrong with this place, and-..." He wasn't quite sure how to relate that to his current identity crisis, but it was at least something else to focus on.
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"What was... the estate like?" That was... kind of neutral, wasn't it? "Did I have... did I have lots of animals?" That was almost enough to raise his spirits, and he tried at a weak smile. "I do love animals... all kinds of creatures..." Drifting off somewhat at the thought. His menagerie, had it ever existed? He could remember so much about it, every one of his children, when he'd added them, how to take care of them... would he have gone through so much trouble to create such a detailed delusion? Then again, he did love them... no doubt he would have spent a great deal of time on that particular part of his delusions, if it was one.
That backfired... he didn't feel any better than he did before.
"I want him," ZEX said, thinking more about the words as he spoke. "I want him." A bit stronger now. "If... if I'm going to get out of here, I want him to come with me. He's mine, I can't leave him here. It's, it's dangerous-"
That was it, that was- that was something he could use! He was sure that if he told DAX about the monsters at night he wouldn't believe him, but this, this he actually had proof. He moved away from DAX and reached down to pull up his right pantleg. It had been five days since he'd been attacked, but that wasn't long enough for all traces of the wound to disappear.
ZEX gestured at the white lines on his leg where he'd been bitten. "Look, look at this DAX, there are- there are monsters here, they come out at night, everyone denies it during the day but, but I was attacked, the thing bit me, look at this! There's something wrong here, this isn't-... it's not normal, there's... something wrong with this place, and-..." He wasn't quite sure how to relate that to his current identity crisis, but it was at least something else to focus on.