A month is not long enough for Benjiro to forget his own experience confirming his sanity. To be alleviated of the perception of madness descending upon one’s own mind is a profound reassurance. He had been able to give himself reasons to hold confidence in his mental faculties, yet there had always been lingering doubt until someone else could confirm the experience. Seeing Russell so affected, he’ll murmur a soft assurance he understands, “It’s too much a burden alone. I get it…”

Asked about the nature of the network with relation to how it has been used thus far, he shakes his head, “No. That was actually the first time someone has used it to request aid. Most of the other messages are regarding our shared confusion.”

Sparing a moment to look, Benjiro will nod his head to the side in indication, “Come on, let’s go sit,” and move to a spot along the side of the trails with some stones large enough for them. The change in position would not only give Russell physical support, but it deviates them from the main path to avoid the last of the foot traffic leaving the gardens.