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[Terra is sitting at a table before she starts with an array of things scattered in front of her. She steals her nerves and clicks on the feed.]

Um... Hello.

My name is Terra.

When I woke up here my memories had been taken. I'm not sure what is wrong with me but I have met one person who knows me.

[Terra takes a deep breath. She looks down at a sheet of paper in front of her.]

Random things bring flashes of my memory back. If anyone would be willing to help me regain my memory. I don't know. [Her voice tails off.]

I don't know how. So any ideas would be appreciated.

[Now she waits.]

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[Terra shakes her head.]

I feel like I need to listen to what he says and then I feel fear. He only reminds me of himself and I am afraid of him.

He was the one who reminded me about the war back home.

[Vyers did not entirely follow that, but tried to think it through regardless.]

He has not told you much about what you are missing, himself?

No. [Terra shakes her head trying to clear her thoughts.] I know his name. That he was someone I listened too but I don't feel safe around him.

He was in charge of the army I fought with.

A commander of sorts, then? A solder is taught to obey their commander's words, although some are less trustworthy, some are less capable and some are less honourable than others.

[Was he one of those three? He hoped that would guide her instincts to place her feelings of uncertainty.

It surprised him to know she'd fought in an army before now. It would not be so strange in the Netherworld - Laharl and Etna looked young, after all - but Terra looked human, as far as he could tell.]

Was he a fair commander?

[Not good, just fair. That might be less complicated than a question of morality here.

Just gently exploring what she'd said with questions of his own. He hoped that might allow her to feel out some answers within herself.]

[Terra looks down with pain in her features, her fingers tighten around her tea.]

War is terrible. It makes it so you can't feel and all you surround yourself with is death.

I don't think someone who can command others to saluater is very fair but its a job that always seems to have to be done. I don't like it.

[Terra takes a breath. She knows that she didn't really answer but it is what she had felt. She had to put it into words. Her head ached a little with her last sentence. She fights it back trying to stay focused.]

[He could see that pain, and a twinge of guilt ran through him. He knew that this could never be a painless process, yet he still did not like to see the girl suffer like this.]

Far too many people think war is the only option. I like to think that, despite what odds we may be confronted with, peace is something that is never too far from our grasp.

Still, many people cannot see that, and many more fight because that is the easier option, in their minds.

[He took a moment to sip his tea, wanting to give her a little time before he asked his next question.]

Yet, despite the pain that comes with battle, people often have a reason that they think justifies all of it. If you hate war so much… what reason was it that drove you to fight?

[Terra places her hand on her forehead trying to think past the pain that steadily grew.]

I don't know. I don't like fighting like that.

[Pain shoots through her head causes her eyes to close. Scenes of the war passed in front of her but they were all things she has seen before. She flexed her hand feeling an illusion from the dream on her forehead. She felt a circlet under her hand. She opens her eyes trying to regain her focus. The pain ebed enough for her to look back over at her companion. She takes a long sip of tea sorting her thoughts.]

[So the reasons were, as of yet, unclear to her. That was not too surprising - he certainly had not been expecting to draw out all the answers this soon. This was a delicate process, that needed to be taken one step at a time.

She appeared to be touching her forehead, but that did not entirely seem a gesture of pain. A nervous reflex, perhaps?

He waited a little while to give her a chance to clear her thoughts a bit.]

...Are you alright?

[Terra takes a long breath before trying to speak.]

Yes. I'm sorry.

That happens from time to time but it doesn't ever tell me much. Just pictures and feelings from the past. It's still all tangled together.

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