Llewellyn took another chocolate, nodding to her mention of the stick thing. He wasn’t entirely sure what to call it. “It was this small piece of technology that, um, stored all your music files. Never did find it, though, so I didn’t get to see it firsthand.” He responded once he’d finished off another bite of chocolate, humming lightly at what seemed to be a blueberry filling in one.
The detective was glad that she’d taken one to enjoy as well. Even if he had considered they weren’t normal chocolates, the possible effect had slipped his mind since he wasn’t worried about it, and sharing was his instinct.
“Ah…” He mumbled clumsily as she asked what he knew about two specific topics. “I definitely know more than you wanted me to, the Sphere mm… It had a way of sharing our memories, and one month it even made us confess to unpleasant things.” Which had been quite rude, in his opinion, and caused a lot of pain. “I know your father was not a good man… I know about his experiments, and what he did to you and what it drove you to try doing… To end it.”
He cleared his throat a little, trying to not let some anger at what she’d been through bleed into his tone. “I know that what he did to you. That he installed these- You called them systems-? in your head. That what he did tries to control you, and fighting his programming hurts you…” He gestured slightly as he spoke, taking another chocolate to focus on because he knows she definitely wouldn’t want people to know any of this. “I know that you need some kind of serum to stop it all from changing you completely. You were making it at the Sphere. I was present when you were working on it once or twice.” Which was something he was a little curious about, if only because this world was far less advanced than the Sphere had been. Could she get what she needed here?? He had a bad feeling the answer might be no…
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The detective was glad that she’d taken one to enjoy as well. Even if he had considered they weren’t normal chocolates, the possible effect had slipped his mind since he wasn’t worried about it, and sharing was his instinct.
“Ah…” He mumbled clumsily as she asked what he knew about two specific topics. “I definitely know more than you wanted me to, the Sphere mm… It had a way of sharing our memories, and one month it even made us confess to unpleasant things.” Which had been quite rude, in his opinion, and caused a lot of pain. “I know your father was not a good man… I know about his experiments, and what he did to you and what it drove you to try doing… To end it.”
He cleared his throat a little, trying to not let some anger at what she’d been through bleed into his tone. “I know that what he did to you. That he installed these- You called them systems-? in your head. That what he did tries to control you, and fighting his programming hurts you…” He gestured slightly as he spoke, taking another chocolate to focus on because he knows she definitely wouldn’t want people to know any of this. “I know that you need some kind of serum to stop it all from changing you completely. You were making it at the Sphere. I was present when you were working on it once or twice.” Which was something he was a little curious about, if only because this world was far less advanced than the Sphere had been. Could she get what she needed here?? He had a bad feeling the answer might be no…