Seth shakes his head in frustration. "It's not my birth name," he acknowledges. He doesn't share his actual name just yet though, because, well. On some off-chance he's somehow actually made it back to his real universe, he's ALSO traveled quite a few years back in time. In this is his universe, then there's a version of him still living in Manchester.
There's a certain amount of panic building up again, and everything is just... It's hurting him to see Daniel injured and in pain like this, but he can't actually do anything for him, and this Daniel doesn't know him well enough to be all that comforted by anything he has to say. And all things considered, Daniel is better off right now if you overlook the physical, so Seth needs to allow himself to be wrapped up in his own problems. Because they are currently astronomical.
"Look, I'll tell you anything you or they want to know," he says, moving closer to the table and putting his hands on it. "But you need to know..." He takes a deep, steadying breath. He wishes he didn't have to tell him this, he wishes this was the Daniel who already knows. But he can't see himself going on like this and coming out of it with any semblance of sanity. And if Daniel knows the extent of it, then he has faith Daniel will do what he can to help.
"Less than half a year ago, I was illegally kept prisoner in an underground base for four months," he begins, staring at the table, making every effort to keep his voice from breaking. "I was tortured, drugged, and experimented on. Three times I tried to kill myself." His voice remains steady, but as he speaks he can feel something hot and wet making its way down his cheeks. He ignores it.
"I'm - I'm telling you this because.. If this keeps up, I'm not sure I see myself making it through the week," he finishes, finally looking up at Daniel.
tw: suicide ideation, so much trauma, very heavy
There's a certain amount of panic building up again, and everything is just... It's hurting him to see Daniel injured and in pain like this, but he can't actually do anything for him, and this Daniel doesn't know him well enough to be all that comforted by anything he has to say. And all things considered, Daniel is better off right now if you overlook the physical, so Seth needs to allow himself to be wrapped up in his own problems. Because they are currently astronomical.
"Look, I'll tell you anything you or they want to know," he says, moving closer to the table and putting his hands on it. "But you need to know..." He takes a deep, steadying breath. He wishes he didn't have to tell him this, he wishes this was the Daniel who already knows. But he can't see himself going on like this and coming out of it with any semblance of sanity. And if Daniel knows the extent of it, then he has faith Daniel will do what he can to help.
"Less than half a year ago, I was illegally kept prisoner in an underground base for four months," he begins, staring at the table, making every effort to keep his voice from breaking. "I was tortured, drugged, and experimented on. Three times I tried to kill myself." His voice remains steady, but as he speaks he can feel something hot and wet making its way down his cheeks. He ignores it.
"I'm - I'm telling you this because.. If this keeps up, I'm not sure I see myself making it through the week," he finishes, finally looking up at Daniel.