[His voice wavers when he reacts to Mithrun's coma having no detectable cause in the real world.
...
He suddenly knocks back the rest of his sake cup. Can the calming effect please just kick in so he doesn't have to deal with more stress? He came here to de-stress!!!]
We...talked about it possibly being a thing. That whatever happened in-game was affecting him IRL. There's a precedent for it and everything. But like, how do you say that to doctors? You don't. We can't.
[Fucking NDA and all that.]
And it's not like they'd believe us even if we could.
( Takes up another egg. He appears to be eating the items in order, rather than enjoying them together as a meal. )
Even if they did believe us, they wouldn't be able to do anything. This technology is too advanced for the age. It shouldn't exist for at least another 40-50 years.
( He says this impassively, despite his concern over Barrett. )
... The safest thing would be not to engage with this technology at all. At best, it's not safe to attach to the human brain, or... At worse, this is all very intentionally being tested by CC Corp, or some other entity, and their aim is not necessarily to make a game.
I-It'd still be better than them thinking we're crazy or something, wouldn't it...?
[At least, that's what Levi wants to tell himself as he shoves another egg in his mouth.
...it does nothing to keep the building dread in the pit of his stomach at bay. Everything Mithrun's saying sounds plausible to him, no matter how wild and conspiratorial it sounds. There's way too much proof that something is deeply wrong with this game to dismiss any theory at this point.
He hates it.
He hates that last part even more.]
Why...do you say that? You're getting better IRL, aren't you...?
Because it's still bothering him, and neither we nor administrators have means to cure effects once they've been triggered on an individual. Until the condition resolves, I wouldn't see it as different than a ticking debuff timer, like the poison that killed me.
( sry for giving you new and advanced levels of anxiety, levi )
... But there's a chance it'll resolve itself without any further change. Like some glitched Area effects that cause a lingering sense of discomfort and nothing more, for example.
Regardless of whether there will be a development, like my case, or if it'll fade, like a glitched Area effect, we won't know until he stops feeling it.
[At first, the only thing that Levi can muster up in the face of Mithrun's logical insight is a pathetic noise of distress.]
Please... [He foregoes pouring a new cup full of sake and just drinks straight from the bottle. At this rate, he's going to be red in the face for a new reason entirely.] Please let it just go away and not turn into something worse...
[He doesn't want to imagine what would happen if it did, and yet his brain forces him to do it anyway. All of the possible horror scenarios play out in his head regardless.]
( Ah. He'd shown Barrett consideration because he liked him, but he hadn't shown Levi the same because he is neutral on him. He watches Levi go, and considers this may be a natural consequence of excess emotion. )
... Regardless of path, I survived. Things pass eventually.
( Falling short of death, nothing was ever really over. There is, of course, the secondary question: is the life you have after you survive worth living?
His coma was fine. He didn't lose anything from it. But his first accident left him in the state he's in. This life is not a life very worthwhile. So Mithrun sends his regards - not a hope, not a prayer; just a feeling sent into a universe, like a drop of color in a liquid mix - in some other way: in the form of sentiment, that Barrett's life remains one he finds worthwhile, even if that "something worse" comes. )
... He always talks fondly of his family. I think he'll be all right as long as you're there for him.
![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
![[community profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/community.png){kind=small}
no subject
[His voice wavers when he reacts to Mithrun's coma having no detectable cause in the real world.
...
He suddenly knocks back the rest of his sake cup. Can the calming effect please just kick in so he doesn't have to deal with more stress? He came here to de-stress!!!]
We...talked about it possibly being a thing. That whatever happened in-game was affecting him IRL. There's a precedent for it and everything. But like, how do you say that to doctors? You don't. We can't.
[Fucking NDA and all that.]
And it's not like they'd believe us even if we could.
no subject
Even if they did believe us, they wouldn't be able to do anything. This technology is too advanced for the age. It shouldn't exist for at least another 40-50 years.
( He says this impassively, despite his concern over Barrett. )
... The safest thing would be not to engage with this technology at all. At best, it's not safe to attach to the human brain, or... At worse, this is all very intentionally being tested by CC Corp, or some other entity, and their aim is not necessarily to make a game.
( hashtag shoka was right )
Quitting now may not help Barrett, though.
no subject
[At least, that's what Levi wants to tell himself as he shoves another egg in his mouth.
...it does nothing to keep the building dread in the pit of his stomach at bay. Everything Mithrun's saying sounds plausible to him, no matter how wild and conspiratorial it sounds. There's way too much proof that something is deeply wrong with this game to dismiss any theory at this point.
He hates it.
He hates that last part even more.]
Why...do you say that? You're getting better IRL, aren't you...?
no subject
( sry for giving you new and advanced levels of anxiety, levi )
... But there's a chance it'll resolve itself without any further change. Like some glitched Area effects that cause a lingering sense of discomfort and nothing more, for example.
Regardless of whether there will be a development, like my case, or if it'll fade, like a glitched Area effect, we won't know until he stops feeling it.
no subject
Please... [He foregoes pouring a new cup full of sake and just drinks straight from the bottle. At this rate, he's going to be red in the face for a new reason entirely.] Please let it just go away and not turn into something worse...
[He doesn't want to imagine what would happen if it did, and yet his brain forces him to do it anyway. All of the possible horror scenarios play out in his head regardless.]
no subject
... Regardless of path, I survived. Things pass eventually.
( Falling short of death, nothing was ever really over. There is, of course, the secondary question: is the life you have after you survive worth living?
His coma was fine. He didn't lose anything from it. But his first accident left him in the state he's in. This life is not a life very worthwhile. So Mithrun sends his regards - not a hope, not a prayer; just a feeling sent into a universe, like a drop of color in a liquid mix - in some other way: in the form of sentiment, that Barrett's life remains one he finds worthwhile, even if that "something worse" comes. )
... He always talks fondly of his family. I think he'll be all right as long as you're there for him.