"What do you mean?" 

"Oh..." 

"...It's... it's really painful... kinda like... your body being torn apart... in a way..." 

"...It's hard to think, too... and it... uh... it's..." 

"...Uhm... Sometimes it feels like I can't breathe..." 

"...I can still see and feel everything, like pain caused from fighting... stuff like that. I can hear, too. It's... confusing, I guess. I can't control anything when it happens, so it's... it's like still being there... but not... really being there... I guess I become more of... like I spectator in my own body. I'm still conscious, but not able to have free will." 

Echo played with some grass blades, twirling them between her fingers. 

"...So it's... not fun, I guess. It's really... really painful and exhausting." 

"I try to just... enforce my own will, I guess. Fight back... I don't know how to really... explain it..." 

Twirl, twirl. 

"It's exhausting." 

Echo shrugged. 

There was a quiet before Echo gave Octave's answer. 

"She said it hurts sometimes, but not often." 

Echo made a face while listening to Octave. 

"...She said it's none of, uhhh, your business." 

Echo blinked a few times before mumbling, "I can't say... say that... that's too mean..." 
 

Echo shook her head. 

"I am not repeating anything she just said. Most of it was... threats and curses, anyway. It's best if I just boil it down to the main point, I guess." 

Echo turned her head away and hissed to Octave, annoyed, "Stop." 
 

"...Yea." 

Echo's head jerked to the side a few times before Echo said to Octave again, "Stop that. I can't say that either, he has the freedom to talk." 

 

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Moment of quiet. 

"She doesn't care, as long as you're not talking." 

"...Keep talking, it makes her annoyed." 

Echo waited for a reply. It was a long five minutes before Echo realized Octave wasn't going to answer. 

"She's not saying anythin'." 

"...Seems like it..."
 

"Maybe." 

 

Echo could hear Octave tell Time to shut up again. 

"Hm."