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[darkinferno]

Dante Rantanen

"Hey, you've reached Dante. I'm not in right now--you know what to do."

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[darkinferno]

Since sometime in the mines. A little over a couple weeks, maybe.

[Time is an illusion and all that--except Dante's still not entirely certain how long they spent in the mines before they made it to the swamp, or how long they were trapped in the mansion for. Too many nights of interrupted sleep, too many naps caught when they could find a moment's peace. He only knows the date as it stands now thanks to his phone.]

It's... the memories. And the stuff that happened in that mansion. It's all running together.

[erythristic]

[she nods slowly, thinking about it. how her own dreams felt lost in the underground from time to time - it happened.]

The obvious and most difficult solution is to talk about it, to get some of it out of festering in your mind unchecked. But if that's not possible, then some things do work - physical activity to tire yourself out, sleeping in a different location like your couch sometimes works, leaving music on or the the like as a sort of subconscious distraction. Using any sort of chemical substance for sleep is a last resort, not advised until the condition cannot be solved by any other means because of the risk of dependency. That includes drinking.

[darkinferno]

[Dante at least has the grace to look abashed, even if she's not directly calling him out for mixing alcohol and medicine.]

If I couldn't fall asleep after that last fight, I don't think any amount of physical activity's going to help. I should've crashed as soon as I made it in the door. But I was still texting Prompto around 8:30 this morning because I... couldn't sleep.

It's... it's harder once the sun goes down.

[erythristic]

And a different location hasn't really been easing it, I see.

[she nods, taking in the words, before a thought comes to mind.]

Maybe you just need someone there every now and then. Someone you trust that if the nightmares wake you and you feel scared, they'll tell you where you are. Do you have a friend like that?

[darkinferno]

[He shakes his head, a confirmation. No, moving to the couch hadn't really helped much at all.

But someone else...]

Maybe. I think I might have a couple people who wouldn't mind if I crashed at their place sometimes.