[He listens, his gaze resting on Sam's face for a moment or two before traveling around slowly only to return to Sam. When Sam finally finishes, he's looking at him, considering him.
The concept of talking about what's happened to him is still relatively new, relatively strange, because most of what happened is still... vague. Flashes of scattered memories that don't make much sense. Even if he could successfully communicate in general, how is he supposed to communicate that?
But... things do come back. And they have been, even if it's slow. And when they are back, is he really going to want to keep them to himself?
He's not sure.
For now, he nods slowly. He understands what Sam's offering, even if... he's not sure he's going to take him up on it.]
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The concept of talking about what's happened to him is still relatively new, relatively strange, because most of what happened is still... vague. Flashes of scattered memories that don't make much sense. Even if he could successfully communicate in general, how is he supposed to communicate that?
But... things do come back. And they have been, even if it's slow. And when they are back, is he really going to want to keep them to himself?
He's not sure.
For now, he nods slowly. He understands what Sam's offering, even if... he's not sure he's going to take him up on it.]