I'm a little less surprised by that, considering how much my powers still work in this place. I haven't had any issues using blood magic here that would indicate the shift in environment heavily impacting my physiology. Waaay back when we first got to Trench, I remember Varian did a lot of microscopic study of someone's death crystals back before we really understood the process, and what he saw really backs that up: That its physiological. Our bodies are really something else.
[Dipper sure does think about this a lot actually. He doesn't say it, but he does remember when Varian reported his findings, Dipper kind of had a little panic attack about it. You know, the whole existential question of what they were etc etc.]
[It freaks him out less now than it did before, which is also interesting to think about. Has he just gotten used to being semi-eldritch or did becoming semi-eldritch make it easier for him to adjust and not care?]
As cool as that would be to learn, hopefully you don't have access to the research materials anytime soon. I'm not planning on getting offed again anytime soon, and I really hope you and Stan feel the same.
Yes, I thought that might be the case as well. But it's important to not make assumptions recklessly, considering how uncommon Sleepers are even in Trench.
[ ... But it seems the conversation is finally taking a somewhat more sober turn. Ford nods at Dipper's comment, the scientific glee fading from his expression. But at least even then he looks more melancholy than outright depressed. ]
Of course. And... I'm sorry, Dipper, that one of us wasn't there to help.
[And- oh. He had hoped he was giving a bit of levity when he made that comment, not to make Ford feel guilty. That apology and all its sincerity hits him like a truck kind of unexpectedly.]
[Maybe because he was trying really hard to let the whole incident roll off of him, trying to shove it down and away so he didn't need to think about it now that it was over with.]
N-No. No, that wasn't your fault, you know that right? I was the one that- [Oh, wait, his voice is doing the thing he hates when he's trying to talk while upset.] I didn't react fast enough, and he got the upperhand. I shouldn't have tried to confront him, it was my fault.
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[Dipper sure does think about this a lot actually. He doesn't say it, but he does remember when Varian reported his findings, Dipper kind of had a little panic attack about it. You know, the whole existential question of what they were etc etc.]
[It freaks him out less now than it did before, which is also interesting to think about. Has he just gotten used to being semi-eldritch or did becoming semi-eldritch make it easier for him to adjust and not care?]
As cool as that would be to learn, hopefully you don't have access to the research materials anytime soon. I'm not planning on getting offed again anytime soon, and I really hope you and Stan feel the same.
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[ ... But it seems the conversation is finally taking a somewhat more sober turn. Ford nods at Dipper's comment, the scientific glee fading from his expression. But at least even then he looks more melancholy than outright depressed. ]
Of course. And... I'm sorry, Dipper, that one of us wasn't there to help.
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[And- oh. He had hoped he was giving a bit of levity when he made that comment, not to make Ford feel guilty. That apology and all its sincerity hits him like a truck kind of unexpectedly.]
[Maybe because he was trying really hard to let the whole incident roll off of him, trying to shove it down and away so he didn't need to think about it now that it was over with.]
N-No. No, that wasn't your fault, you know that right? I was the one that- [Oh, wait, his voice is doing the thing he hates when he's trying to talk while upset.] I didn't react fast enough, and he got the upperhand. I shouldn't have tried to confront him, it was my fault.