*Elijah helps Sinbar get everything ready.*
*Sinbar, who is also contributing rather than letting Elijah do all the work, seems very grateful. It seems like he’s already trying to be better by doing little things. After he and Elijah finish, he thanks Elijah and sits down on his bed.*
*Elijah sits next to him.*
“I hope you don’t mind if I spend a bit of time with you. I just want to get to know you better, so I can not only have more of an understanding of why what happened ended up happening, but also so I can think of ways to help you.”
“I don’t mind…honestly, I feel the best right now that I have in a long, long time…the difference that revealing secrets to trusted people can make…what do you want to know?”
“I’ll start with some of the minor stuff: How old are you? I know you’ve mentioned that you’ve been around for a long time, so I wa just curious.”
“Well…I obtained my powers when I was eighteen, which prevented me from aging…but I’ve been around for about 168 years total, having been born about 32 years after the Oblivion crisis…”
“Um…one more question…what kind of things did you have to endure from the man?…It’s okay if you don’t want to talk about it…but…”
“It’s alright…I’ll tell you…from an early age, the man was forcing me to work in fields and making me pull weeds, harvest, and even occasionally plow…as I got older, he forced me to make things from metal or wood, which could get quite dangerous, as well as made me continue helping in fields and even making me cook from time to time…then one day he found out about how I was attracted to men, and from that day forward he would not only make me work with little rest, but would beat me constantly…on my eighteenth birthday, I was sitting in my cellar, plotting my escape, when I heard the man talking to some people…he was telling them about a plan to get rid of me…he had plotted a perfect way to murder me and get away with it…he knew everything from how to trick me, to how to murder me with minimum sound, to how to dispose of my body…I knew that unless I did something quick, I was never going to see better days…problem was I couldn’t escape without him noticing me…so I did the only thing that would allow me to escape without being caught…I killed him…but the thing is, even though he had planned to kill me, his death made me feel horrible…you know what happened after…when Vaermina gave me your nightmare, it shaped itself into my nightmare…when I entered this manor in an attempt to get my powers back, I started seeing this manor shape itself into the manor which I had spent my childhood working in, and replayed many moments…and since the nightmare has not yet been removed yet, I’m most likely going to have a hard time sleeping…”
*Elijah put his hand on Sinbar’s back.*
“Well, while I can’t change your past, I promise you that I will make sure you can have a good life from now on…”
*Sinbar smiles, though there are still tears in his eyes.*