"No, it's quite alright," Harry assures him. "I'd not have said anything if I wasn't comfortable."
Perhaps that isn't entirely true, he realizes, thinking again of John. But this, speaking with Martin, it doesn't feel like that at all. Martin isn't dragging him into these memories against his will and Harry doesn't feel as if he's somehow separate from himself, saying things he doesn't want to.
"It seems as though there was a bit of madness," he admits. "Fights that broke out and there were people who escaped and freed the rest of us. I don't remember a great deal of the escape either, only that someone led me down the halls until we were out in the snow."
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Perhaps that isn't entirely true, he realizes, thinking again of John. But this, speaking with Martin, it doesn't feel like that at all. Martin isn't dragging him into these memories against his will and Harry doesn't feel as if he's somehow separate from himself, saying things he doesn't want to.
"It seems as though there was a bit of madness," he admits. "Fights that broke out and there were people who escaped and freed the rest of us. I don't remember a great deal of the escape either, only that someone led me down the halls until we were out in the snow."