I mean-- [Yuri hesitates and gives Saitou a searching, almost skeptical look. Had Souji told him anything about her abilities? She thinks not, if only because it might mean he'd have to explain how he found out or something, and hadn't Souji harshly insisted that Yuri just "forget" it all happened?
The cloth in her hands twists anxiously and she shifts her weight, shrugging.] When I touch things I can... feel things, usually. Impressions. Memories, or feelings left behind, things like that. A place like this should be teeming with residual feelings, but there's...nothing.
Or rather, there was something, but it's gone now. Which should be impossible to do.
[She tilts her head] Do you mean, have I found anything else where the impressions were wiped away like this? No. Never. It's like...
[She flexes her fingers a moment, trying to think of a comparison, then shakes her head.] I don't know how to explain. I can feel that there was something, but I can't pinpoint what or anything beyond 'yes there was something.' It's frustrating, like a word on the tip of your tongue you can't grasp no matter what. It's there, just out of reach, you know it's there, but you can't get through to it.
[Her brow furrows in frustration, a rare outward show of emotion, and she shakes her head again with a sigh.] ...Sorry, I'm sure it sounds crazy. Okita-san would laugh at me, I think.
He laughs at many things, including things that aren't laughing matters, like this one.
So you mean that there are supposed to be traces of something, but it has been removed without permission and so it can't be sensed? [ Pause. ] I take it, then, that you have the ability to sense certain things, and because you cannot in this situation, it is disturbing.
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The cloth in her hands twists anxiously and she shifts her weight, shrugging.] When I touch things I can... feel things, usually. Impressions. Memories, or feelings left behind, things like that. A place like this should be teeming with residual feelings, but there's...nothing.
Or rather, there was something, but it's gone now. Which should be impossible to do.
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[ It's an interesting skill to have, and certainly useful. ]
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[She flexes her fingers a moment, trying to think of a comparison, then shakes her head.] I don't know how to explain. I can feel that there was something, but I can't pinpoint what or anything beyond 'yes there was something.' It's frustrating, like a word on the tip of your tongue you can't grasp no matter what. It's there, just out of reach, you know it's there, but you can't get through to it.
[Her brow furrows in frustration, a rare outward show of emotion, and she shakes her head again with a sigh.] ...Sorry, I'm sure it sounds crazy. Okita-san would laugh at me, I think.
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So you mean that there are supposed to be traces of something, but it has been removed without permission and so it can't be sensed? [ Pause. ] I take it, then, that you have the ability to sense certain things, and because you cannot in this situation, it is disturbing.
Hardly crazy, however.