[ She squints at him, and he swears he hears, or feels, something else. Words, but not spoken, more like his own thoughts, like something coming from inside.
The mere concept of that is some knee-jerk horror — he's grown used to not having access to the creature's "thoughts", if they could have ever been called that. He doesn't like much the idea of anything getting into him even more than it already has. Here, at least, his mind has stayed his own.
Stop, he thinks, unsure exactly who it's directed to, but the words that come through are also something he could be thinking to himself anyway, and with just as much guilt behind them — 'It's just for a little while. I'm going back.'
It's not that he wants to run away from Vasya, specifically. Even now he misses him already; they've grown into each other, like roots under the soil, and not having him in plain view is an uneasiness, a coldness. I'm going back. It's just for a little while.]
What? [ He blinks back into the conversation, looking disoriented. Wynonna always makes him uneasy in a very particular, very unfamiliar, very unwelcomed way, but something's different. Worse. Still, it's a distraction, even if something's very strange, and he turns to face her fully. ]
Oh. Yes. [ "Just getting some air" sounds a lot nicer than all the parts of the truth beneath it. But after a moment, something in his mind sighs quietly and he continues. ]
Had to get out of there for a while. Feeling claustrophobic.
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The mere concept of that is some knee-jerk horror — he's grown used to not having access to the creature's "thoughts", if they could have ever been called that. He doesn't like much the idea of anything getting into him even more than it already has. Here, at least, his mind has stayed his own.
Stop, he thinks, unsure exactly who it's directed to, but the words that come through are also something he could be thinking to himself anyway, and with just as much guilt behind them — 'It's just for a little while. I'm going back.'
It's not that he wants to run away from Vasya, specifically. Even now he misses him already; they've grown into each other, like roots under the soil, and not having him in plain view is an uneasiness, a coldness. I'm going back. It's just for a little while. ]
What? [ He blinks back into the conversation, looking disoriented. Wynonna always makes him uneasy in a very particular, very unfamiliar, very unwelcomed way, but something's different. Worse. Still, it's a distraction, even if something's very strange, and he turns to face her fully. ]
Oh. Yes. [ "Just getting some air" sounds a lot nicer than all the parts of the truth beneath it. But after a moment, something in his mind sighs quietly and he continues. ]
Had to get out of there for a while. Feeling claustrophobic.
You're staying with someone else?