Video| In all my dreams, it's never quite as it seems

[ushahin]

[When the video opens up, Ushahin is lying once again inside his bathtub. It's about five o' clock in the morning, so at least he's only waking up the resident of Hadriel up at the crack of dawn instead of the middle of the night this time. He's considerate that way.]

Does anyone else hear it? The music? It's so lovely.

[There is, of course, no music. What he's hearing is the tune he's caught from passing through someone's mind while they sleep. It's had quite the effect on him.]

Music makes everything quiet inside.

[He starts humming to himself, tapping his fingers to keep rhythm. If that tune sounds somewhat familiar, well, it might have been your mind he was tapping into.]

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[ushahin]

[That actually gets a quiet chuckle out of Ushahin. Hey, look at that! One of Sans' puns actually amused him. Mark this day down as a historic one.

He can feel the pain when it flickers through Sans' mind and it just reaffirms what he's thinking. Pain is what drives his powers and most of it is settled in his left eye, unable to abide even the smallest bit of light. No wonder he chooses to send out videos in the middle of the night.]

There is a saying that the dragons have. All things must be as they are. They don't necessarily mean fate, although that is part of the great plan. What affects one person shall affect all the rest.

[skelebro]

We got a saying like that back home, too. Well, it was some human philosopher or 'nother that said it. Whole thing about the wings of a butterfly can disturb the whole universe. Nothin' ever happens in a vacuum.

[Everything has a source, and every source has a consequence, a ripple. That's not to say retrocausality ain't a thing, but it's a tricky thing, and his skull always starts to ache when he thinks about it. There's the shadow of a man looming behind that thought, with holes in his hands, but since he never happened, Sans dismisses it quite easily.

Externally quite easily. He can banish him to the posterior of his mind all he wants, but he knows it's not that simple. Still. Hardly the important thing.]

[ushahin]

[Ushahin withdraws from Sans' mind, having seen enough. The thoughts he can grasp are all full of thoughts of what-ifs, causes, and effects. If he is to ever gain a measure of the skeleton's trust, he will need to learn to stay out on his own. There's a chance that might never happen.]

That is very wise. You're smarter than you appear.

[There's a brain inside of those lazy, pun-filled bones, which is more than Ushahin had first assumed. Just because he can read minds doesn't mean he knows everything.]

[skelebro]

Hey, I wasn't the one who said it.

[Technically true. Ushahin's assessment hits a little too close to home but the guy is psychic. And if he genuinely can't turn it off, well that - that complicates things. To what extent, Sans isn't wholly sure.

He'll have to wait and see. But that's no problem. That's what he's best at.]

Like I said, 's just a human theory. An unproven one, but I guess this'd prove that it kinda holds some water, huh?

[ushahin]

It makes me wonder if the way these gods are selecting us isn't quite so random as it appears.

[If the strings are all attracting them to this one place for a reason, it stands to reason someone would be on the other end tugging them.]

[skelebro]

I'd say so. Like I said, truly random events aren't exactly common.

[And they mostly only happen on the purely microscopic level. But Sans ends up here, isolated and alone, and no one from his world accompanies except the kid who heralded his doom, and the doom of the entire known universe.]

But look at me, makin' a conclusion without any hard evidence. Two poitns of data make a line, not a pattern.

[ushahin]

I shall keep my mind open and see what other connections can be formed from the people around here.

[Ushahin now has something else to keep himself occupied. It's good for him to do something besides simply tearing through the minds around him at his leisure because he's bored.]

[skelebro]

[Oh boy. So now that's an invitation to roam through people's minds willy nilly. Sans lifts the ridge over one eyesocket skeptically, the skeletal equivalent of an arched brow.]

Or, y'know, you could just ask. That works too.

[ushahin]

But that is far too easy. And people have the habit of not telling the truth.

[Just because his opinion of Sans has changed somewhat during this conversation doesn't mean it extends to the other inhabitants of Hadriel.]

[skelebro]

You'll never know unless you give it a shot.

[He's eased up on the acute judgment for now, but that doesn't mean he's giving his blessing to Ushahin invading people's heads at will. The fact that he can't turn it off is one thing, but abusing the power is quite another. And what's that Sans likes to say about people having special powers?

Isn't it your responsibility to do the right thing?]

[ushahin]

I'll take your word for it.

[Ushahin has the ability to be better than he actually is. Alas, he rarely pushes himself to actually do so. It's much easier to just assume the worst about everyone and act accordingly. It keeps him from getting hurt.]

[skelebro]

Well, you know what they say. Learn by doing.

[Which is real fresh coming from a guy who excels at and rearranges his entire schedule to accommodate doing absolutely nothing. But at least he's aware of the fact, so.]

[ushahin]

Is that where you learned the fine skill of napping? By watching others?

[Sorry, Sans. From what he's seen thus far, his main skill appears to be falling asleep wherever he can find six square feet to lie down in.]

[skelebro]

'Course not. I was born to sleep.

[That could very easily be a throwaway joke. That could just as easily hold some deeper meaning. Sans is the only one who might be able to clarify, and he ain't talking.]

[ushahin]

Of that, I have no doubt.

[A lazy skeleton. Who would have thought that there was a time in his existence where this would just become another part of everyday life for him?]

[skelebro]

[Sans would answer with something dry and lazily hilarious, but he's also quickly coming to the realization that, in this case, his sleepiness isn't just for show. Then again, it never is.

In a matter of seconds, he's asleep for real.]