"No, it wasn't." Although he's had experiences with that too. Still, he wonders who told him about that. In truth, it could be anyone who had been pulled directly from the simulation. While everyone else in the house had those experiences, not everyone who had those experiences was in the house.
"But few things stayed with people permanently in that place... Not unless they really worked to keep them that way." Stamp purchases, in other ways, playing into the whole system. Angeal can't judge; he bought things with his own hoard too. "So when Legion had gotten satisfied with the results of her bullshit, she reversed everything back to how it was. Just like that. It... passed."
Probably, he could further dig around in the knife to help that little wing have even more room... but Angeal doesn't feel that would be the best choice. Not only in potential injury, but in robbing away a chance for a new body part to have a little exercise.
So, gently, experimentally, he presses his hand down against the skin, gently massaging and trying to coax it out like that with little pushes, make it realize how it should work.
"...I manage to trick Charlie into the bakery a decent amount, and I've got him talking. Plus with the things he's said in that first meeting we all attended." Well. Almost all of them, huh, Cloud Strife? "If he's to be believed, if this is the same as any other past event similar to it, then... It's the same here. One day, at some point in the future... We'll be able to look normal again. It's just... going through everything first, before we can get there."
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"But few things stayed with people permanently in that place... Not unless they really worked to keep them that way." Stamp purchases, in other ways, playing into the whole system. Angeal can't judge; he bought things with his own hoard too. "So when Legion had gotten satisfied with the results of her bullshit, she reversed everything back to how it was. Just like that. It... passed."
Probably, he could further dig around in the knife to help that little wing have even more room... but Angeal doesn't feel that would be the best choice. Not only in potential injury, but in robbing away a chance for a new body part to have a little exercise.
So, gently, experimentally, he presses his hand down against the skin, gently massaging and trying to coax it out like that with little pushes, make it realize how it should work.
"...I manage to trick Charlie into the bakery a decent amount, and I've got him talking. Plus with the things he's said in that first meeting we all attended." Well. Almost all of them, huh, Cloud Strife? "If he's to be believed, if this is the same as any other past event similar to it, then... It's the same here. One day, at some point in the future... We'll be able to look normal again. It's just... going through everything first, before we can get there."