[ He has to chuckle a bit at that first part too, because it does sound surprisingly familiar. He hadn't really considered that some of their experiences might have been so similar. Another case of subconscious prejudice on his part, he supposes... something for him to keep working on.
And... Right. Hand-holding. He knew that was enough to generate something, but hearing that it on its own is enough to get by -- that he doesn't actually have to rush into anything for the wrong reasons -- is somewhat reassuring.
...Hm.
He doesn't really want to burden her with details of his excessively convoluted situation; he's honestly not sure how he'd even put it all into words. But she's very easy to talk to, and has already managed to put him a little bit more at ease in at least one regard just from the brief exchange of words they've had so far, so... ]
Perhaps...? I do not wish to impose. My intention was to see how you were doing, not to unload my own troubles onto you.
Well, now you know I'm doing fine now, and you know moonlacing heals wounds, too, so that's a bonus... and you know you can get by with simple stuff...
[She just starts listing things until she realizes that might be weird... she might be a simple thinker, but. Sometimes she has a bit of sense.]
Plus, you helped me out before, so, if lending an ear would help, I don't mind.
[ There's... kind of a lengthy pause, as he debates where to even start with this. Finally he decides there isn't much sense in trying to diagram out his thoughts when he's just sharing his concerns and it doesn't actually matter if she doesn't understand every detail. ]
You are aware, I assume, that people from the same world can come from different points in time. This is true to a... rather drastic degree with mine. Aside from one of my classmates and myself, those who have come here from my world are all from more than five years in the future, from my perspective. They have knowledge and experiences that I do not, and I suspect they view me as something of a clueless child.
[ Which is humiliating, and yet not even the worst part. ]
It is not even just the points in time that are different, though. It seems that events happened differently for everyone. For almost all of the others, my teacher chose another class to lead, and never led mine at all. For some of them, I left my own class to join theirs, rather than having them join mine.
And from what I have heard so far... in the future, to some I was an ally and to others I became an enemy on the battlefield.
[ He... has not spoken very much to most of the Blue Lions here so far, but he suspects given the universal opposition to the Empire that at least one person here probably has memories of killing him.
He sighs. What else-- oh. ]
Also, my teacher was a woman, but there is also a male version of her here, who was apparently the version most of the others were familiar with?
[ He's so tired. ]
It is all just... a great deal to reconcile, and I am not really certain how to interact with any of them.
[So as far as she concerned, it isn't particularly kind or grand... after all, all she had to do was sit and use her ears!
So she does... and wow. Alright. That was a drastic degree of times and shenanigans going on there...
Konoha hums along here and there to prove she's following along... but at the end, she doesn't quite know what to say. It's more than she expecting, and she doesn't want to give the wrong advice...]
I know people come from different times... I didn't even know my husband was my husband until he got here and told me...
[It's amazing what a few months of time difference can do... but that wasn't anything at all compared to... he did say "battlefield", right?]
I haven't heard of... ladies becoming men, though?
[Is that what that was???]
But, hmm... do you have to talk to them right now?
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And... Right. Hand-holding. He knew that was enough to generate something, but hearing that it on its own is enough to get by -- that he doesn't actually have to rush into anything for the wrong reasons -- is somewhat reassuring.
...Hm.
He doesn't really want to burden her with details of his excessively convoluted situation; he's honestly not sure how he'd even put it all into words. But she's very easy to talk to, and has already managed to put him a little bit more at ease in at least one regard just from the brief exchange of words they've had so far, so... ]
Perhaps...? I do not wish to impose. My intention was to see how you were doing, not to unload my own troubles onto you.
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[She just starts listing things until she realizes that might be weird... she might be a simple thinker, but. Sometimes she has a bit of sense.]
Plus, you helped me out before, so, if lending an ear would help, I don't mind.
no subject
[ There's... kind of a lengthy pause, as he debates where to even start with this. Finally he decides there isn't much sense in trying to diagram out his thoughts when he's just sharing his concerns and it doesn't actually matter if she doesn't understand every detail. ]
You are aware, I assume, that people from the same world can come from different points in time. This is true to a... rather drastic degree with mine. Aside from one of my classmates and myself, those who have come here from my world are all from more than five years in the future, from my perspective. They have knowledge and experiences that I do not, and I suspect they view me as something of a clueless child.
[ Which is humiliating, and yet not even the worst part. ]
It is not even just the points in time that are different, though. It seems that events happened differently for everyone. For almost all of the others, my teacher chose another class to lead, and never led mine at all. For some of them, I left my own class to join theirs, rather than having them join mine.
And from what I have heard so far... in the future, to some I was an ally and to others I became an enemy on the battlefield.
[ He... has not spoken very much to most of the Blue Lions here so far, but he suspects given the universal opposition to the Empire that at least one person here probably has memories of killing him.
He sighs. What else-- oh. ]
Also, my teacher was a woman, but there is also a male version of her here, who was apparently the version most of the others were familiar with?
[ He's so tired. ]
It is all just... a great deal to reconcile, and I am not really certain how to interact with any of them.
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[So as far as she concerned, it isn't particularly kind or grand... after all, all she had to do was sit and use her ears!
So she does... and wow. Alright. That was a drastic degree of times and shenanigans going on there...
Konoha hums along here and there to prove she's following along... but at the end, she doesn't quite know what to say. It's more than she expecting, and she doesn't want to give the wrong advice...]
I know people come from different times... I didn't even know my husband was my husband until he got here and told me...
[It's amazing what a few months of time difference can do... but that wasn't anything at all compared to... he did say "battlefield", right?]
I haven't heard of... ladies becoming men, though?
[Is that what that was???]
But, hmm... do you have to talk to them right now?