"I see," I rumble after too long a pause. My mind flicks through all the implications, the horror, the poignance of someone who's still physically eleven years old being trapped like that.
He's twenty-four. That hasn't changed. False means the representation of the physical self, only. His avatar genuinely represents his identity, though.
He's eleven, physically, there.
I shake my head, not because I don't believe it, but because I don't want to believe it, then I meet Jin's eyes with as much empathy as I can manage on top of how much this troubles me. "This is a hell of a mess, Jin."
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Date: 2012-11-19 05:15 am (UTC)"I see," I rumble after too long a pause. My mind flicks through all the implications, the horror, the poignance of someone who's still physically eleven years old being trapped like that.
He's twenty-four. That hasn't changed. False means the representation of the physical self, only. His avatar genuinely represents his identity, though.
He's eleven, physically, there.
I shake my head, not because I don't believe it, but because I don't want to believe it, then I meet Jin's eyes with as much empathy as I can manage on top of how much this troubles me. "This is a hell of a mess, Jin."