(At the very least, that confirms the fact that she can hear me through this. She does seem unnaturally calm and outwardly blank, but appearances prove only so much. I need more decisive proof of her vulnerability... though I believe I ought to take measures to make it more likely to be decisive. I believe I saw ideas to this effect alluded to in the notes. I'll need to remember to pause regularly...)
You'll find that it's now easy to keep your hand in the air... as though a soft, wide silk ribbon attached to a large, helium-filled balloon were tied to your wrist. ...Its pull is over half your entire weight... more than enough to suspend your arm... and yet the wide silk ribbon acts to gently cradle your wrist... making it easy to relax as your arm is suspended.
(Naturally, Kay will still be holding her arm up herself, yet allegedly, she won't be aware of this nor that that the effort is exhausting her — which, in turn, would in theory allow the conclusion of this exercise to work. There is still more to be done, however... as ridiculous as the idea that the next part will work strikes me. And yet, such nonsense is supposed to seem perfectly logical to someone in such a state. I suppose there's only one way to find out.)
[Edgeworth pauses for several seconds, watching Kay's expression and arm for any signs of change, then continues with what he's reconstructing from his skim of this portion of Erickson's notes:]
Hanging from the portion of the soft, wide ribbon between your wrist and the large, strong balloon... are various light plastic bags tied to it at intervals. ...You can fill these bags with as many of your fears, doubts, anxieties, and worries as you like... just by willing it so. In this way, they will hang apart from you... burdening the balloon instead of you.
(If anything will strike her as so implausible that she'll snap out of it, this aspect will be it. It seems like the sort of thing that would only make sense in a dream, if that. If by some chance it does work, however, the imagery of burdening the balloon further should serve to explain away why it would be more difficult for her hand to hang in the air by now.)
Have a bit more to react to at once. ;)
You'll find that it's now easy to keep your hand in the air... as though a soft, wide silk ribbon attached to a large, helium-filled balloon were tied to your wrist. ...Its pull is over half your entire weight... more than enough to suspend your arm... and yet the wide silk ribbon acts to gently cradle your wrist... making it easy to relax as your arm is suspended.
(Naturally, Kay will still be holding her arm up herself, yet allegedly, she won't be aware of this nor that that the effort is exhausting her — which, in turn, would in theory allow the conclusion of this exercise to work. There is still more to be done, however... as ridiculous as the idea that the next part will work strikes me. And yet, such nonsense is supposed to seem perfectly logical to someone in such a state. I suppose there's only one way to find out.)
[Edgeworth pauses for several seconds, watching Kay's expression and arm for any signs of change, then continues with what he's reconstructing from his skim of this portion of Erickson's notes:]
Hanging from the portion of the soft, wide ribbon between your wrist and the large, strong balloon... are various light plastic bags tied to it at intervals. ...You can fill these bags with as many of your fears, doubts, anxieties, and worries as you like... just by willing it so. In this way, they will hang apart from you... burdening the balloon instead of you.
(If anything will strike her as so implausible that she'll snap out of it, this aspect will be it. It seems like the sort of thing that would only make sense in a dream, if that. If by some chance it does work, however, the imagery of burdening the balloon further should serve to explain away why it would be more difficult for her hand to hang in the air by now.)