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[Asch has wandered back to a room full of furniture that he found- much like a furniture store, only without having to pay. he's currently sitting on top of the loft bed that he found for himself, looking around at everything else]

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Yes. I know I would love it.

...What kinds of things do baby boys like pictures of?

Probably the same kind of things you're interested in.

...I don't know what I'm interested in.

Then this is a good time to think about that.

...I'm scared to.

Why?

...I never got to before... I'm scared something bad will happen if I do. Something bad already happened, and I don't even really remember it...

Asch.. We won't let anything bad happen to you.

But something bad did happen... It must have.

When...? How do you figure that?

...That's the only time I don't remember stuff right. When something bad happens, I remember parts of it, but it's like I'm watching it... And there's lots I don't remember.

A couple days ago I got in a fight... I don't really remember much else.

... *sets down the beanbags and pulls him into a tight hug.* Asch.. Please tell me what you do remember about the fight. Can you tell me who? Or where?

...It was with the ghost Luke... We were fighting about my room. He said I was bad... That's all I remember right. I think I tried to hurt myself... I don't know for sure. I know you two helped, though... I just don't remember anything else.

*gently pets his hair.* That's really all that happened. I'm sure you don't need to remember the rest of it, so don't worry.

...Are you sure?

((...had to restart the computer, sorry about that. >.<))

Completely sure. I just don't want you hurting.

[ no problem! that happens to me all too often. D8 ]

...Normally it only happens when something bad happens, though... Why would it happen if there was nothing bad?

That kind of thing has happened to me when there was too much for me to handle. It might be the same way for you.

...

...The other times were when he hurt me.

*runs her fingers through his hair, sighing softly.* ...it's your mind's way of protecting you. If you can't remember it well, you can't dwell on it.

...You're sure nothing happened this time?

Nothing worse than you biting your lip.

...That's why it hurt...?

Mmhmm. But that's alright. It'll heal in no time.