[When Bruce asks that question, Colress' expression turns from one of excited curiosity to like...serious as fuck. Because it reminds him of a note he had made a few weeks ago. A very important note.]
A very good question. And I can do you one better.
[He takes a deep breath as he flips to the appropriate page.
...Please forgive him for this, Tarrlok.]
The... [Ugh...give him a second.] The night before Tarrlok passed, he told me about the dreams he had been having- his memories of what was going on back in his world.
Mr. Banner, if his dreams were true, and he truly believed that they were, he lost his ability to bend before he even awoke here. And yet, in that pit...he was doing just that.
[He winces a little bit, thinking back on it. He knows how much Tarrlok disliked bloodbending, so. It's difficult.]
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A very good question. And I can do you one better.
[He takes a deep breath as he flips to the appropriate page.
...Please forgive him for this, Tarrlok.]
The... [Ugh...give him a second.] The night before Tarrlok passed, he told me about the dreams he had been having- his memories of what was going on back in his world.
Mr. Banner, if his dreams were true, and he truly believed that they were, he lost his ability to bend before he even awoke here. And yet, in that pit...he was doing just that.
[He winces a little bit, thinking back on it. He knows how much Tarrlok disliked bloodbending, so. It's difficult.]
How is that possible?