[His face twitches slightly as he thinks, the only sign he's even suspecting anything. There's a slight dizziness at the edges of his mind, the now-familiar sign that something is wrong, that reality is not how he is perceiving it. That he's thinking in a lie. But the pieces won't fit, he can't make the right picture. Why does this keep happening?
He holds his forehead, his brow furrowed, as if in pain.]
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[His face twitches slightly as he thinks, the only sign he's even suspecting anything. There's a slight dizziness at the edges of his mind, the now-familiar sign that something is wrong, that reality is not how he is perceiving it. That he's thinking in a lie. But the pieces won't fit, he can't make the right picture. Why does this keep happening?
He holds his forehead, his brow furrowed, as if in pain.]
Have we met...?