That... is starting to make sense, then. As horrifying as the explanation is. Ginko pulls his knees up and rests his elbows on them, staring out at the lake thoughtfully."So... it would have been expected that you would feel like that. ...I guess I can see how you'd want to be able to do that, if that was the case."

It was freeing, in a way. Finding a point of focus - usually the light vein, back when he could find it - and losing himself in it... even if he knew that it probably wasn't the best idea.

"What are you having trouble with now, then? Feeling as if you don't exist, or not knowing if you should?"