I was ... [ He began before automatically snapping his hand up to catch the item thrown in his direction. The quick movement results in a grunt and low groan as muscles yelled at him, though it might read as him trying to avoid the ribbon.
It hits his fingers and he holds on to it while trying to prepare himself for falling back into the memory. Only nothing happens. Instead of the shouting, chaos, fear and confusion he expected, his awareness stayed in the here and the now.
Tim frowned and flipped the ribbon this way and that, instinctively giving it a shake as if trying to rattle the memory to 'play' but there is nothing. ]
That's curious. [ Tim muttered, giving the ribbon another turn this way and that, before handing it back towards her. His expression remains carefully neutral, professionalism in the face of her emotional turmoil. ] No memory.
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It hits his fingers and he holds on to it while trying to prepare himself for falling back into the memory. Only nothing happens. Instead of the shouting, chaos, fear and confusion he expected, his awareness stayed in the here and the now.
Tim frowned and flipped the ribbon this way and that, instinctively giving it a shake as if trying to rattle the memory to 'play' but there is nothing. ]
That's curious. [ Tim muttered, giving the ribbon another turn this way and that, before handing it back towards her. His expression remains carefully neutral, professionalism in the face of her emotional turmoil. ] No memory.