[And this would be another time Conan's need to keep his secrets got him into trouble. Because of what had been revealed in his dreams he absolutely had to convince everyone who had entered his dreams that there had been no truth in them. And he could not admit to having seen any other dreams, because ha had arrived in them as his teenage self.
All of which meant that he had to come off in this conversation as more cold and callous than he actually was.]
None of them were real, right? Isn't it better that it was something like this than any of that happening in reality?
[ Destined to be a foul mood for the remainder of the day, Celeborn chooses his words even more carefully than usual to conceal his displeasure. ]
Memories are real enough, are they not? Even the sweetest memory could be twisted and warped by the malevolence of a nightmare. Therefore, imagine how gruesome a shameful past could be for those who wished to bury such memories from all to see.
[Conan lets out a put upon sigh and begins to quote Holmes.]
Emotions were admirable things for the observer — excellent for drawing the veil from men's motives and actions. But for the trained reasoner to admit such intrusions into his own delicate and finely adjusted temperament was to introduce a distracting factor which might throw a doubt upon all his mental results. Grit in a sensitive instrument, or a crack in one of his own high-power lenses, would not be more disturbing than a strong emotion in a nature such as his.
That was written about the greatest of all detectives in my world. To eliminate emotions is what detectives should aim for, because the distraction of emotions and memories can alter the conclusion of a deduction.
I am not expecting that anyone else here will follow this. There are very few detectives here, after all.
Seven. Well... that-that's not a big number at all...
[He could totally prove how smart he is to a 7 year old, couldn't he?]
Well.. I've loads of them mate. Stacks. Read hundreds of them on a daily basis. Books about... brains. I guess. And damaging. Brain damage. Neu...nero..
[What's that word again? He's just going to pretend he's making it simple enough for a 7 year old.]
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