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[selfconcept]

HELLO

"..."

GOODBYE

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[isdf]

[Indeed, there's nothing but flowers and empty space when he follows Hien's line of sight.]

It sounds visual in nature. Can I touch you?

[selfconcept]

"Sure."

[ Hien stands there obediently, waiting for any physical contact. ]

[isdf]

[He reaches out to put his hand on Hien's right upper arm.]

Do you feel that?

[selfconcept]

[ Hien looks to his right side where Yuma is touching his right upper arm. ]

"... Yeah."

[ He sure is seeing something. Thoughtshare blasts a disembodied waxed statue arm grabbing at his right upper arm, even though all Yuma did is just put his hand on it. ]

[isdf]

[Well, this makes more sense than the kissing. Yuma doesn't move, disorienting as the shared mental image is.]

That isn't quite it. All I am doing is resting my hand on you.

[He concentrates on a single thought—on his own senses to return his perception of the moment into Hien's mind.]

[selfconcept]

[ He catches that thoughtshare and. Huh.

... ]

"You're like... a wax statue. In fact, everyone is turning into one for me."

[isdf]

[He pulls his hand back.]

From my point of view, nobody is turning into a statue of any kind.

[selfconcept]

[ ......... ]

"Am I high...? I think this is too much for that."

[isdf]

[?]

What does the elevation have to do with this?