It is enough for Elidibus that he knows. And if needed he does have many options to record what has been said at a later time. Sheppard is offered assurance about his lack of skill in speaking about his troubles.
"Few find it easy. You need not be concerned. Speak as you will and I will ask questions if the need arises." He offers a tilt of his head while allowing. "Of course, you need not elaborate further than you are comfortable sharing."
And so he falls quiet again, allowing the man to do just that. Elidibus appears more intrigued than shocked that his patient mentions the fae or having a named stolen. One just... expects that possibility from the species, right? And it's not as if there isn't a prime culprit that's made their presence known of late.
So... Sheppard. Sheppard, Sheppard. Lieutenant Colonel .. Sheppard. How curious, that tiny beat of missing name. Uniquely different from the familiar emptiness of lost and faded memories. Though Elidibus finds it bothers him anyway to have lost even the tiniest bit of knowledge. So tempting it is to peek into the ribbon of aether which shapes the couch-ridden man past and present and memory and look and see if it's there...
No. There's more Sheppard says and Elidibus forces himself to focus on the stream of consciousness being verbally offered. For now.
The Stars are back? He most certainly remembers the warning posted about the zombie Hunter and remembers someone named Hickey... ahem, exchanging words with Emet-Selch on the nuances of how to play camp ball at the spring festival when he had first arrived. And... well, Hickey fell victim to the dangers of this world. That too was reported. And so surely were the stars before. Though Elidibus is interest that Sheppard has had close personal experience with the phenomenon that started to appear again at the beginning of the prior month.
Still he holds himself back for now. This is not about interrogating Sheppard for what knowledge he holds. Not so directly. It is about aiding him in working through the building anxiety and fear such knowledge has burdened the man with. Right?
"There is certainly comfort to be had in the familiar routine of one's duty." Elidibus knows that well. He allows a sympathetic smile show faintly. "But such dedication is not without its hazards. It may lead to obsession. Or... something so near as to be mistaken for it."
There seems to be a private joke there. But Elidibus is quick to shift his thoughts to contemplation before continuing.
"I am not unfamiliar with the concept of Fae. Inasmuch as their nature allows. A name may be regained though it is not without risk."
And it could have turned out far worse for Sheppard, though the silver-haired man is aware that saying that will hardly make things better.
"How long has it been since you have truly stopped to rest?"
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"Few find it easy. You need not be concerned. Speak as you will and I will ask questions if the need arises." He offers a tilt of his head while allowing. "Of course, you need not elaborate further than you are comfortable sharing."
And so he falls quiet again, allowing the man to do just that. Elidibus appears more intrigued than shocked that his patient mentions the fae or having a named stolen. One just... expects that possibility from the species, right? And it's not as if there isn't a prime culprit that's made their presence known of late.
So... Sheppard. Sheppard, Sheppard. Lieutenant Colonel .. Sheppard. How curious, that tiny beat of missing name. Uniquely different from the familiar emptiness of lost and faded memories. Though Elidibus finds it bothers him anyway to have lost even the tiniest bit of knowledge. So tempting it is to peek into the ribbon of aether which shapes the couch-ridden man past and present and memory and look and see if it's there...
No. There's more Sheppard says and Elidibus forces himself to focus on the stream of consciousness being verbally offered. For now.
The Stars are back? He most certainly remembers the warning posted about the zombie Hunter and remembers someone named Hickey... ahem, exchanging words with Emet-Selch on the nuances of how to play camp ball at the spring festival when he had first arrived. And... well, Hickey fell victim to the dangers of this world. That too was reported. And so surely were the stars before. Though Elidibus is interest that Sheppard has had close personal experience with the phenomenon that started to appear again at the beginning of the prior month.
Still he holds himself back for now. This is not about interrogating Sheppard for what knowledge he holds. Not so directly. It is about aiding him in working through the building anxiety and fear such knowledge has burdened the man with. Right?
"There is certainly comfort to be had in the familiar routine of one's duty." Elidibus knows that well. He allows a sympathetic smile show faintly. "But such dedication is not without its hazards. It may lead to obsession. Or... something so near as to be mistaken for it."
There seems to be a private joke there. But Elidibus is quick to shift his thoughts to contemplation before continuing.
"I am not unfamiliar with the concept of Fae. Inasmuch as their nature allows. A name may be regained though it is not without risk."
And it could have turned out far worse for Sheppard, though the silver-haired man is aware that saying that will hardly make things better.
"How long has it been since you have truly stopped to rest?"