"Jean." he offers. Some sort of manmade construction emerges across the terrible weather. He was right after all, thank goodness. "Jean Otus."
"I can't say that I have experienced either." he shrugs. "But it wouldn't be surprising if madness runs on my mother's side. In fact, one of her sisters comes to mind."
Maybe that's the problem, he thinks with quiet stoicism. Inbreeding messed his genes and here he is. He can accept that as long as Lotta is not afflicted as well. Their grandfather seems normal enough, at least.
"A certain set...Are you some sort of celebrity?" Drugs, alcohol and madness in old age, the description would fit except that singers and actors can't afford being that elitist. It wouldn't sell well. "No, that can't be..."
It's something else, obviously. Something more old fashioned, though why his brain would come with that particular dandy-shaped puzzle is anyone's guess.
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"I can't say that I have experienced either." he shrugs. "But it wouldn't be surprising if madness runs on my mother's side. In fact, one of her sisters comes to mind."
Maybe that's the problem, he thinks with quiet stoicism. Inbreeding messed his genes and here he is. He can accept that as long as Lotta is not afflicted as well. Their grandfather seems normal enough, at least.
"A certain set...Are you some sort of celebrity?" Drugs, alcohol and madness in old age, the description would fit except that singers and actors can't afford being that elitist. It wouldn't sell well. "No, that can't be..."
It's something else, obviously. Something more old fashioned, though why his brain would come with that particular dandy-shaped puzzle is anyone's guess.