[Yes, he was remembering all of that and the sheer suddenness of it nearly made him step back in order to steady himself further. An onslaught of memories, especially of the romantic and sexual nature, that were presented to him... Something struck him as false, and sorry Dist... he wasn't as keen as to brush these off as real.
Brows furrowing a touch as he looked to the man and back to the box.]
no subject
Brows furrowing a touch as he looked to the man and back to the box.]
Can memories be fabricated and sent to us?