Hello! I saw you mention that Pyrrha remembers pre-resurrection, and I totally missed that!! Do you have any theories as to why?
I have a few thoughts!
Just for context - because I didn't catch that on my first read either until I started going back through! - there are a few instances that seem to suggest Pyrrha remembers at least some of her life pre-Resurrection. Off the top of my head, I know there's one point where she refers to G1deon as G--, just like John does. Nona also says that Pyrrha calls her "Hairy Maclary", which is referring to a series of children's books by a New Zealand author. Here's a link to a picture and some info about Hairy Maclary... I can definitely understand why Pyrrha would call Nona that lol. This one's super interesting to me in that it's such a fantastic example of the way Tamsyn uses memes and references so skillfully! In the previous books, most of the references are fairly organic in that they're things that could conceivably be, you know, just things the characters say; the readers catch it (if they also know the reference! otherwise they're fairly unobtrusive) but the characters themselves aren't intentionally making a reference. This would be the things like "You can't just ask someone why they want to be a Lyctor" and "a hunger that only thumbs could satisfy," etc. The exception, though, is John. The "none Houses with left grief" particularly is SO fun from an exposition perspective (but if I start on that one I'll never stop), and then of course we have Commander Wake Me Up Inside. The implication here being that John remembers these specific things and is intentionally making those references within the context of the story. Pulling that same expository trick with Pyrrha sets them up as both remembering... at least to some degree. The hints that we get from Pyrrha are such that it's pretty unclear to what extent she remembers, leaving a lot of room for juicy speculation :)
I initially touched on it over on this post where I rambled about names, memory, and the Eightfold Word, but I'm copying over the Pyrrha-specific paragraph so that you don't have to dig for it:
When assisting with Harrow’s lobotomy, Ianthe tells her, “If you push your brain too hard, any surgery could simply heal over.” And in NtN, Pyrrha tells Palamedes, “You should be draining and replacing her fucking brain fluid... When Gideon and I designed that trial, I used to crack his skull and sieve it myself, just as a control variable... The only other people I put through that damn trial were Mercy and Cris, because only Cris didn’t mind being trepanned on the regular.” I don’t know exactly where the threshold is for pushing one’s brain too hard, but I suspect frequently draining and replacing one’s brain fluid is in that ballpark. Which is to say, it’s very possible that Mercy and Pyrrha (and potentially others) could have healed over from anything John had done to their brains.
Also, I don't know why this didn't occur to me as I was writing up that other post, but when Pyrrha's telling Palamedes about how dangerous their uhhhhh living arrangements are, and how they're risking brain damage... Pyrrha and G1deon were operating under somewhat similar circumstances for thousands of years. Cumulatively, it's possible that G1deon's brain was racking up damage that eventually eroded away whatever John had done. Another thought is that maybe the fact that G1deon died and Pyrrha didn't is at play here.
It could very well be less dramatic than that, though. We don't know much about how Lyctorhood impacts the brain, although to be completely fair, we also can't say for certain how a typical human brain would function after ten thousand years of runtime either. Our brains are constantly wiring new neural pathways and rewiring and revising old ones. After thousands of years, might we be reaching a Ship of Theseus situation with regard to the neural circuitry impacting pre-Res memories? Which is a fancy way of saying, "Maybe it wore off."
It could be all of the above, too. Assuming that Lyctor brains retain plasticity like we see in typical human brains (and I'm not letting myself think too hard on implications either way, because in sci-fi/fantasy make-believe land, neuroscience can be whatever you want it to be), we'd probably see that effect happening with the other Lyctors at roughly the same rate, but at least as far as we can tell (and that wording is intentional because I'm not taking anything off the table with this series), the others don't seem to remember. So that might be contributing, but not sufficient on its own. BUT perhaps ten thousand years of rewiring PLUS ten thousand years of cohabitation PLUS however long of being "trepanned on the regular" PLUS G1deon dying might override John's meddling.
We've still got so many open questions here regardless of what the specific mechanisms are. Like, I'd love to know when Pyrrha started to remember exactly. And did G1deon remember anything, then? It seems like he was Straight Up Not Having a Good Time so if he did remember, he might not have been relying on those memories much. Whatever's going on, I'm sure it's just as bonkers as the rest of the series!
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𝓑𝓲𝓽𝓼 𝓸𝓯 𝓒𝓱𝓮𝓻𝓻𝔂 - mini-project
You Seriously Need to Calm Down
Notes: based on this first Cherry's Harvesting request where Anon asked for Trey, Jack, Jamil and Sebek taking care of a stubborn sick s/o who insists they're fine (but they aren't). I only did Jack, Jamil and Sebek for that one since Trey was already requested in other things at that time. I left a little hc in the notes there that I managed to use here too~
Trey Clover x sick g!n reader / very implied crush / fluff / use of "you" pronouns / Bit's of Cherry concept / Masterlist
Sometimes we get too used to certain things. That’s what Trey thought when he found it odd that only Ace and Deuce had returned to Heartslabyul in the afternoon, without the company of the little troublemaker Grim and, especially, without you by their side. When he questioned the boys, they commented that they were also worried and didn’t saw you in class;
Before Deuce could even express that maybe they should go to the Ramshackle to check on you, Trey had already taken this mission for himself and got out of the kitchen as quickly as possible — Ace didn’t notice that the senior also had left the apron in his own hands. Trey didn’t quite know what awaited him in your dorm but, as he opened the door, he heard the ghost talking with you worriedly;
Grim held your leg and the ghosts insisted that you should stay in bed. Trey’s gaze fastly fell on your slow, exhausted figure, carefully gripping the stair railing with each lethargic step. He instantly understood what was happening. “Honestly...,” Trey laughed as he approached you. “...you think you can play that card on me?”;
You only understood what Trey meant after you felt your pressure drop. Your consciousness only awoke again in bed, with you being warmly wrapped up and with a cold towel on your head. Trey was muttering softly as he covered some cracks in your room’s window and wall so as not to get the ambient so cold;
Trey knew exactly what it was like to not want to look sick because he often did the same thing. Denying that you were in need of help or that you needed rest — and in that, putting all your obligations on hold — was a feeling you both shared more than you could have hoped for yourself. Trey led you into relaxation that way, “boring” you with his past stories and his honey-like, calm voice;
Every time you woke up, however, there was a feeling of extreme frustration mixed with body fatigue and high temperature. Trey was managing to put you to rest against your will — successfully! Worse: he left prepared in advance several things that you would need and he managed balanced Heartslabyul and Ramshackle in his chores in an impressive way;
Near your bed, several bottles of water and a medicine box with a note of instructions were arranged. The kitchen’s refrigerator was well reinforced with several ingredients for Trey to prepare several warm and delicious soups for you to consume;
Once you were forced to wonder — a bit sulkily, by the way — whether Trey was treating you like another of the troublemaker boys from his dorm or one of his little siblings. He ended up laughing at your words but just straightened your pillow in response;
One thing was certain: Trey always found a way to show up when you woke up and tried to get up to tidy up the room. You insisted that you didn’t want to be a bother at all, yet any action against him was in vain. Trey would take you on his arms — partly to stop you with the surprise of his action — and you would be promptly returned to bed;
“I know you don't want to look weak, especially at times like this. But, really, sometimes we need to be taken care of and not worry about things,” Trey said while straightening your bed hair. His gaze was deep, staring directly at your soul as if he saw his own reflection in a cup of tea. In this, he had an idea;
A few minutes later, Trey came back with some tea for you. He served it on the small platter with support that he used to put on your soup plates, but you noticed that it had two cups this time. “To your health!,” Trey toasted, smiling. You sipped your tea in silence, contemplating the fact that he was being more than supportive and compassionate to you. Trey understood you. Maybe more than that, actually. There was something special about Trey’s sweetness in taking care of you that he sure didn’t have with anyone else.
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