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Wounds of Days Gone By was a virtual representation of one of Kassandra's genetic memories, relived by Layla Hassan through the Portable Animus HR-8.5.
Timotheos:This is where I used to practice sparring with my father. After he retired to the fishing business, he lost interest. But I Kept up the practice on my own.
Kassandra:Sparring without a partner isn't a real challenge.
Timotheos:Are you trying to goad me into a sparring match, mercenary?
Kassandra:I might be interested in some friendly competition.
Timotheos:I... don't think that's a good idea.
Kassandra:Are you scared, Athenian?
Timotheos:I just... Fine. Let's spar.
(If players choose "Let's start.")
Kassandra:Let's see what you've got.
During the fight, Timotheos got in a few punches.
Kassandra:That all you've got?
Timotheos:Ha! I'm just getting started.
Timotheos was forced to his knee.
Kassandra:You fought well, Athenian. Timotheos?
Timotheos:Filthy Spartans!
Kassandra:Timotheos, are you OK?
Timotheos quickly charged her.
Kassandra:Timotheos, what are you doing?
Timotheos:I-No. Stop. Stop.
He grabbed his head.
Timotheos:No! No! Stay back! Get away from me!
Kassandra:I'll stay back. I promise.
Timotheos:I- don't know what I'll do if you get too close.
Kassandra:You're not going to hurt me, Timotheos.
Timotheos:You don't... you don't know that. I don't know if I could stop myself right now.
Kassandra:I know you're stronger than whatever this is.
Timotheos:When I get like this... If I lose control for even a second, the terrible things I see myself doing...
Kassandra:Timotheos...
Timotheos:No, no, no. Stop. Stop!
Kassandra:Just breathe.
Timotheos:I'm OK. I'm OK. Thank you.
Kassandra:You're safe, Timotheos. I promise.
Timotheos:I feel... better. Thank you. Would you mind... staying with me for a moment?
Kassandra:Whatever you need.
After a while, they sat and watched the sunset.
Timotheos:Father handled coming back from the war so much better than I did.
Timotheos:Any loud noise or unexpected hand on my shoulder, and my heart bursts from my chest. But he never flinched.
Kassandra:Did you tell him?
Timotheos:I couldn't bear to tell father the reason I was discharged, let alone this. I wanted to make him proud.
Kassandra:Why were you discharged?
Timotheos:I... lost control in a battle and killed one of my comrades. My commander and I were close, so he discharged me with mania instead of charging me with treason. When I returned from the war, father never asked why. I don't know if he suspected or...
Kassandra:Maybe he was hiding his struggles the way you hid yours.
Timotheos:If that's true, he was strong enough to hide it from everyone. I'm too weak to even hide it from you.
Kassandra:War isn't easy, Timotheos. Everyone comes back with wounds that never heal.
Timotheos:Physical scars fade. I'm not sure the ones I have ever will.
She stood up, and lowered her hand to him.
Kassandra:It's going to be alright, Timotheos.
He took her hand, and stood up. Joining her in watching the sunset.
Timotheos:For the first time, I think it might be.
Outcome
Kassandra and Timotheos sparred, after which it turns out he was suffering from post traumatic stress disorder due to the war.