“Shit..” Ivar trailed for a moment as he let his eyes wander to the cup to stare at it, seeming to piece together his thoughts for a moment. “I don’t know how to explain it, but.. I went home and I revisited where I was born. Or, where I was found, anyway. It’s a forest reserve now, with a shit ton of lakes and rivers. I was a bit overwhelmed with emotion and something.. I hadn’t felt before. Something compelled me to jump into the ice cold water in winter, and I did.. Like an idiot, I did.” He chuckled a bit to himself, though his stomach didn’t appreciate it, so it was sort lived.
“I can’t explain what happened to me in that water, but it was like I had become something else entirely. Like I was warm and all this weight had lifted off of me. But I was scared. Terrified, like I couldn’t breath. Yet I had been the most at peace with everything that I ever had been..” The expression on his face was definitely confused, hence why he had said he really didn’t get answers, yet he had come to terms with some things from the experience.
Saima listens carefully and maintains patience, knowing that this might be a difficult thing for Ivar to describe. Having to come to terms with one’s true self-was often a process- that they had known from firsthand experience. They raise a curious eyebrow at the mention of Ivar just suddenly jumping into the water- compelled to do so even. There had to be something behind this.
“Huh. I wonder if that terror comes from not knowing exactly what was happening. Based on what you describe – you definitely have a connection with the water. It’s almost like – that’s probably from where you first arose in some fashion.“
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