http://captain-hunam.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] captain-hunam.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] damned_institute 2008-11-08 05:28 am (UTC)

then he'd have no excuse to cuddle captain-- er, I mean, angst?

ZEX seemed fairly determined to worry about this, and Zelnick sighed a little. Man, if he ever got this distracted by questioning his place in the universe and whether he was real or not, he hoped it would be around someone who'd yell him out of it. Hayes, maybe.

Not that he was going to yell at ZEX. Even if he wanted to, the very idea of intentionally upsetting an ally for no good reason was offputting. (He was more than good enough at doing it unintentionally, anyway.) So, instead, he thought about how to affirm to ZEX that he wasn't Max.

"Okay, so, if Admiral ZEX is a delusion," he began, "why are there monsters at night trying to kill, or at least hurt, all the patients? Or is it just a shared delusion?" He glanced down at ZEX's leg. "Was that pain a delusion, too?"

He leaned his head against ZEX's, and continued, "If Caleb was drawing off your delusion to form his own, why can I remember Slylandro and Utwig and Supox, and other species you wouldn't know? How can we remember so many corresponding details, and be joined by two others who fit into our universe, but not know a thing about our supposed lives as Max and Caleb?" He hardly noticed the hand up his side. "And even if it is delusion... it doesn't mean that what we do together, what we think and say and believe, are automatically invalidated. They've still happened."

... not that he was happy about everything they'd, uh, done together, but he really couldn't say that it hadn't happened. There had been two eye witnesses, after all, and his being one of them really made it kinda hard to ignore the testimony.

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