[Trish can't pretend that she entirely understands the weight behind everything. The magic he knew sounds like it was on a scale even more incredible than the kind they're forced to endure here, considering it wasn't consigned to two single entities but instead found in them and young kings and spirits alike.
But it is impossible to misunderstand the basic point. He gave up his name and his memories to seal an evil god away. And if he was freed, was that god also freed?
Due to a decision he was forced to make, Atem doesn't wholly remember where he came from. Trish looks up as he speaks, taking in the way the sun cuts sharp shapes and silhouettes out of the stone and how blue the sky is. And she...can further understand the appeal to him in coming here. The images aren't real, but they reinforce memories he thought were long gone. The faintest lines, given context. If he traces them enough, do they become clearer?
It's humbling. He doesn't remember much, but he seems to have held onto the core of his person. He was fighting that kind of battle long before showing up here. At least, that's what she assumes. She can't imagine not knowing herself and letting that sit.]
Does it feel strange to have them back?
[Before September...well, he knew he was missing something, but it must be hard to truly care when there's no face to put to those lost memories. So how does he feel now to know just what it is he might've lost?
ATEM!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
But it is impossible to misunderstand the basic point. He gave up his name and his memories to seal an evil god away. And if he was freed, was that god also freed?
Due to a decision he was forced to make, Atem doesn't wholly remember where he came from. Trish looks up as he speaks, taking in the way the sun cuts sharp shapes and silhouettes out of the stone and how blue the sky is. And she...can further understand the appeal to him in coming here. The images aren't real, but they reinforce memories he thought were long gone. The faintest lines, given context. If he traces them enough, do they become clearer?
It's humbling. He doesn't remember much, but he seems to have held onto the core of his person. He was fighting that kind of battle long before showing up here. At least, that's what she assumes. She can't imagine not knowing herself and letting that sit.]
Does it feel strange to have them back?
[Before September...well, he knew he was missing something, but it must be hard to truly care when there's no face to put to those lost memories. So how does he feel now to know just what it is he might've lost?
She genuinely can't imagine.]