Good thing I think the Truth or the Root's a waste of time, isn't it?
[Waver's response is...cheerful? No. It's angry, but the kind of faux cheery angry that really translates as go fuck yourself. It's foolish to engage with a spectre like this, but Waver wants to throw it off it's game to make sure his insane theory is working.]
Okay, so. While we're walking, let's do an additional experiment. Think of any place else with a strong memory. Literally anywhere else. I'm gonna try too, see if that at least transitions us away from this place.
[Waver keeps walking on and on in the white nothingness, his eyes always ahead. In his own mind, he thinks of London. Of rainy streets, of the Clock Tower library where he spent so much of his time writing his thesis.]
no subject
[Waver's response is...cheerful? No. It's angry, but the kind of faux cheery angry that really translates as go fuck yourself. It's foolish to engage with a spectre like this, but Waver wants to throw it off it's game to make sure his insane theory is working.]
Okay, so. While we're walking, let's do an additional experiment. Think of any place else with a strong memory. Literally anywhere else. I'm gonna try too, see if that at least transitions us away from this place.
[Waver keeps walking on and on in the white nothingness, his eyes always ahead. In his own mind, he thinks of London. Of rainy streets, of the Clock Tower library where he spent so much of his time writing his thesis.]