[ She can be a confusing duality, utterly childlike one moment, and then surprisingly mature and insightful the next. And her damage means there are things she understands on a very baseline level in ways many adults sometimes struggle to give voice to.
So she's quiet as she leads Newt to the Sunlight Room, but squeezes his hand every now and then. She doesn't know about paper bags and all that. But she knows hurt, and thinking there's a monster in your head.
In the sunlight room, she leads him to a cozy spot under a tree with low hanging branches, the simulation so realistic that Eleven almost believes they're outside. She still has no concept of how it works - to her it's like Kali's powers. To see something that's not really there, and feeling like it's real. ]
[It is nice. It's a hell of a lot nicer than the place the precursors used to keep him in while he dreamt, or the room he would wake up in that felt suffocating. He sits next to her with his knees pulled up and his hands beside him, anxiously picking at the grass. There's a nervousness in the way he glances around with blurred vision, as if a rabbit who had narrowly escaped a hawk's claws and still surveys the scene for a second attempt.
So, not the most graceful he's ever looked. It'd be comical if it wasn't so sad.]
Y-yeah.
I got them a lot, before. And I couldn't remember them. Most of the time.
I'd just wake up scared, but not knowing why. Just knowing something was wrong.
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So she's quiet as she leads Newt to the Sunlight Room, but squeezes his hand every now and then. She doesn't know about paper bags and all that. But she knows hurt, and thinking there's a monster in your head.
In the sunlight room, she leads him to a cozy spot under a tree with low hanging branches, the simulation so realistic that Eleven almost believes they're outside. She still has no concept of how it works - to her it's like Kali's powers. To see something that's not really there, and feeling like it's real. ]
Here. It's nice.
[ And then without any sort of preamble: ]
I get nightmares, too.
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So, not the most graceful he's ever looked. It'd be comical if it wasn't so sad.]
Y-yeah.
I got them a lot, before. And I couldn't remember them. Most of the time.
I'd just wake up scared, but not knowing why. Just knowing something was wrong.