That's what's really weird about it. I'm in this condition because -- my Chain that I used in my work for Pandora, its power was destructive. And, as it turned out, that power was the only thing that could kill Baskervilles and such. Because of that, I couldn't simply make the choice not to use it, and every time I did it also hurt me.
[He heads off to the kitchen, hand out to feel along the wall in the hallway as always. Qrow needn't feel awkward prying into the matter. It's been bothering Break intensely, and he seems to have no issue whatsoever dumping all the details onto him. Unlike the old hurts Trench likes to bully them into having heartfelt talks about, this is a problem he can be matter of fact about, and another mind to help him try and sort it out is something welcome.]
By the end my whole body was withering around me. I collapsed several times, and each time I recovered just a little less. Although I was quite injured when I died, the illness, I think, is what really killed me. [Another of Break's tiny mysteries revealed. Qrow no doubt remembers what terrible shape Break was in when he guided him off the rocks that first day, clinging exhausted to his omen despite not having any notable wounds.] Because of that, when I arrived here, it wasn't a surprise when I needed to rest for a time, before I could really be up and about. Nor was it a surprise when the aches stuck around -- though it's nowhere near so terrible as it was -- and my eyesight never returned. Knowing all this, if they were healing mushrooms, it'd make perfect sense for them to fix all that, right?
[Break shakes his head as they arrive in the kitchen, where Baltus has gotten into a fight with the window; the house is just sentient enough that it does not appreciate being chewed on, and the window is stuck open despite his best efforts. Shuddering in the cold, Break moves to close it, and it shuts easily for him. His omen gives him a stinkeye and slithers beneath the table to sulk.]
But they weren't healing mushrooms. They're meant to fight corruption, and -- for calming nerves, helping the day start, that sort of thing. Why ever would easing that fix my sight? And if it was true healing, why would it have faded out again as the effects wore off? Shouldn't it have stuck? I really don't know, Mister Qrow, and it's driving me mad.
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[He heads off to the kitchen, hand out to feel along the wall in the hallway as always. Qrow needn't feel awkward prying into the matter. It's been bothering Break intensely, and he seems to have no issue whatsoever dumping all the details onto him. Unlike the old hurts Trench likes to bully them into having heartfelt talks about, this is a problem he can be matter of fact about, and another mind to help him try and sort it out is something welcome.]
By the end my whole body was withering around me. I collapsed several times, and each time I recovered just a little less. Although I was quite injured when I died, the illness, I think, is what really killed me. [Another of Break's tiny mysteries revealed. Qrow no doubt remembers what terrible shape Break was in when he guided him off the rocks that first day, clinging exhausted to his omen despite not having any notable wounds.] Because of that, when I arrived here, it wasn't a surprise when I needed to rest for a time, before I could really be up and about. Nor was it a surprise when the aches stuck around -- though it's nowhere near so terrible as it was -- and my eyesight never returned. Knowing all this, if they were healing mushrooms, it'd make perfect sense for them to fix all that, right?
[Break shakes his head as they arrive in the kitchen, where Baltus has gotten into a fight with the window; the house is just sentient enough that it does not appreciate being chewed on, and the window is stuck open despite his best efforts. Shuddering in the cold, Break moves to close it, and it shuts easily for him. His omen gives him a stinkeye and slithers beneath the table to sulk.]
But they weren't healing mushrooms. They're meant to fight corruption, and -- for calming nerves, helping the day start, that sort of thing. Why ever would easing that fix my sight? And if it was true healing, why would it have faded out again as the effects wore off? Shouldn't it have stuck? I really don't know, Mister Qrow, and it's driving me mad.