>>5426234Despite the odd pressure you are feeling, you decide to talk with Amaeur, it isnt like he wants to talk to you anyways.
"Of course Amaeur, what is in your mind?"
The rain rages on outside your shelter, it is very uncomfortable and it seems like he is struggling to find words for what he needs to say.
"Tis hard to 'xplain wut's rung wid me, ever sins eye got tis arm ting, eye ben feelin' like eye been drunk, widout the joy of it teuu,tis weird dillrig, been feelin loyke me own feelins aint mine own anymoore."
His voice shakes as he continues.
"Worse ef eet all eye cant remember roite, I keep rememberin' difurent tings on de sayme evends."
He tears up with the following:
"me woife an me famelie, I dunno anymor wut appened to em, I keep rememberin' she died un sumtimes eye tink she just left, de ell is goin on dillrig? Tis too herd to keep goin like dis, specialy since we left deh odders, why did we leave em'"
"I dont think it was safe for them to be with us Amaeur"
He looks downcast.
"Yer proly royt Dill, seen sum shjeitt round ere, yu dink eye'm pussesd or sumtin'?"
Levsone has warned you when you met him that he will become hostile should you tell him that, however according to Levsone he should be incapable of thinking like this. Is Amaeur managing to resist?
"I dont know Amaeur, you have been through alot and it is probably your arm scaring you." You lie to him.
"Prolly yeh, needed dis off me chest, danks dill. Will troy to sleep, sueet dreems."
"You too Amaeur."
It was hard to sleep while semi exposed, however after a couple of hours, you succumb to a deep rest.
