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[itsjustabaddream]

"Ah, alas. There's always a caveat, isn't there? For what it's worth, most cases of amnesia acquired by non-magical means tend to be temporary. But his health and happiness are obviously the most important things, and you gave him that. You should absolutely be proud of that."

[pineapplesalmon]

César's smile turns awkward. "... Unfortunately, I think Rex's may be permanent. They're only the loss of memories, not knowledge. And I lost five of his years in fifteen minutes of mine due to, well, a long explanation. He doesn't know me well, I don't really know him that well anymore since he's now six years older, and I didn't get to watch him grow up for over a third of his life."

Still, he smiles a bit brighter. "But you're right: Rex being happy and healthy is the most important part."

Ah, there's some issues there, aren't there?

[itsjustabaddream]

"Ahh, I see how that can be difficult. You strike me as someone who values familial connection." Neil sets his cup on his desk, leaning forward a bit with his fingers laced together.

[pineapplesalmon]

"The concept of la familia is central to Latin American culture. Not just biological but emotional. Friends and coworkers. I lost all of that at once. Five years passed in an instant. My family was dead. The world moved on without me. I came back with incredibly important knowledge that no one else had, so people saw me as a scientist first and as a man... third or fourth."

He closes his eyes and bows his head, his forearms resting on his thighs. "Rex is amazing. I love him deeply. He used to see me as his brother first and only. But now... he sees me as a scientist first and his brother second. Better than the rest, but... he still has me wrong. I thought he did still see me the other way around for a bit, but..." A weak shrug and then silence. "He's sixteen. Rex can't understand complex stuff, yet, and I wasn't ready to talk to him about things to fix that."

There's no way for César to comprehend Rex sees him as his brother first. César was too depersonalized by everything happening around him, and their interactions were infrequent, and every time, Rex slammed his emotional shields up with a scowl to protect himself. Rex wanted to be his brother just as much as César wanted to be his. But César had suffered too much, and the hope he once had is now in tatters that had only just began to repair themselves. And then he ended up here.