His gaze sharpens when Jakob begins to speak again, this time about Vergesson. Does that mean something to him...? Should it? His head hurts as he tries to find some empty space where those words should fit. But he listens, because Jakob seems to remember him. Maybe.
Asra can't place the man's face. He wants to, but he can't. Perhaps that means nothing in the end: Asra may never have seen Jakob, but that doesn't mean Jakob couldn't have seen him.
He pushes his fingers through his hair and there's a momentary flicker of--something. His left hand pauses, thumb brushing over something. Then he drops his hands.
"Vergesson," he repeats quietly, as if feeling and tasting the word will help it come back to him. Asra doesn't know if the rage he feels is a memory or just a reaction to his inability to understand his own circumstances. It does not escape him that Jakob has revealed more about himself. He was a prisoner there. No wonder he seems... paranoid. He must have escaped, or otherwise fears why he was let go.
"There is so much that is... haze. Difficult to place or disconnected. But if you say that you saw me, I have no reason to doubt it." Even if Jakob doubts himself. Asra looks at the letter that is apparently about him. "If I was there, I do not remember why or in what capacity. Or when."
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Asra can't place the man's face. He wants to, but he can't. Perhaps that means nothing in the end: Asra may never have seen Jakob, but that doesn't mean Jakob couldn't have seen him.
He pushes his fingers through his hair and there's a momentary flicker of--something. His left hand pauses, thumb brushing over something. Then he drops his hands.
"Vergesson," he repeats quietly, as if feeling and tasting the word will help it come back to him. Asra doesn't know if the rage he feels is a memory or just a reaction to his inability to understand his own circumstances. It does not escape him that Jakob has revealed more about himself. He was a prisoner there. No wonder he seems... paranoid. He must have escaped, or otherwise fears why he was let go.
"There is so much that is... haze. Difficult to place or disconnected. But if you say that you saw me, I have no reason to doubt it." Even if Jakob doubts himself. Asra looks at the letter that is apparently about him. "If I was there, I do not remember why or in what capacity. Or when."