It must have been a long time ago. Heine goes over the years, from the last to the first. He can't find the exact gap, but there was that year when he'd been taking third-level Curses with Professor Eichel, and they'd spoken far more often. Well, Professor Eichel had spoken. Heine just sat, and listened.
Just how much had he heard? What had Eichel slipped into him bit by bit?
"I don't remember," he lies. Heine doesn't want to think about it. Instead, he focuses on Jade again. He could ask why Jade had done any of it to him—the Memory Charms, the sex, the trip downstairs into the dungeon—but he doesn't want to face the fact that any of it had happened to him in the first place.
"You can break the charm if something starts to trigger your memory." Heine focuses in on the feel of lecturing, of speaking about something that's apart from him. "Follow your movements backwards."
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Just how much had he heard? What had Eichel slipped into him bit by bit?
"I don't remember," he lies. Heine doesn't want to think about it. Instead, he focuses on Jade again. He could ask why Jade had done any of it to him—the Memory Charms, the sex, the trip downstairs into the dungeon—but he doesn't want to face the fact that any of it had happened to him in the first place.
"You can break the charm if something starts to trigger your memory." Heine focuses in on the feel of lecturing, of speaking about something that's apart from him. "Follow your movements backwards."