[Predictably, that's what his attention is drawn to first. Memories of his own--dream? Memory? What was that?--still swirl around inside his head, but even half-awake, his mind automatically focuses on his master.]
[Finally, Yasusada forces himself to shift his focus, reviewing the strange things he'd seen in his own nightmare.
He certainly didn't recognize either of those people, though his emotions at the time had been so intense that he'd clearly dreamt otherwise. But try as he might, he can't concentrate on that--he needs to know what she saw.]
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[Predictably, that's what his attention is drawn to first. Memories of his own--dream? Memory? What was that?--still swirl around inside his head, but even half-awake, his mind automatically focuses on his master.]
What did you see?
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[ a beat as she tries to get herself together. ]
Yasusada... you served him, didn't you? He was your master?
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Yes... that's right.
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[ was it a dream? memory? ] This is going to sound crazy, but.... I think I was seeing things through your eyes.
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[Finally, Yasusada forces himself to shift his focus, reviewing the strange things he'd seen in his own nightmare.
He certainly didn't recognize either of those people, though his emotions at the time had been so intense that he'd clearly dreamt otherwise. But try as he might, he can't concentrate on that--he needs to know what she saw.]
Wait, you... said you saw him dying?
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[ frankly, what the fuck. ]
And he didn't have any more strength left.