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[itsjustabaddream]

INBOX OF NEIL WEST

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GAME NAV ✦ THE OCULARUM

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[lastofthefirst]

"...I value my volition above nearly anything, Doctor. Very much including my life. Definitely to include anyone else's. You may be thinking I'm threatening you. This is correct. But I'm also trying to stress to you how desperate I am that I have come here regardless. You're right about the trust." She looks away; the coat rack is suddenly extremely interesting to her. "...But if my own mind can't be my sanctuary, then I have none anywhere."

[itsjustabaddream]

"This will not require any sacrifice of free will. It's all about your choices. You have to choose to do the emotional labor, choose to trust me to have your best interests at heart, and choose to be vulnerable. I will ask you to do things, but I will never force you. If you meet me where I am at, we can make your mind a safer place to be, as a team." He offers a handshake. "Shall we make a go of it?"

[lastofthefirst]

She considers it for a moment, and then very carefully shakes Neil's hand. Her concern isn't crushing it - she's got fine control - but rather the pinch points of her exposed finger joints which really could use like, a fucking glove or something.

"Let's."