[ A wave of nausea hits him when Aoba speaks - brief, passed by the time he's done talking, but for that moment, it's intense, and the glass slips a couple of centimeters in his fingers before he tightens his grip and saves himself from spilling it all over as something in the back of his mind whispers: that's not true.
He blinks.
What the hell?
Sam, unfortunately, hasn't had much opportunity to figure out his symbiote ability yet. ]
Yeah, uhhh -
[ Weird as that was, there doesn't seem to be any point in commenting on it. Despite whatever he just felt, wouldn't Aoba be the one who knows whether he's been following it or not? It's a stupid thing to lie about. He's got to be imagining things. Better to just plow through this conversation and ignore it. ]
One did. I don't know him that well, the...kind of spooky-intense guy from Gacrux?
[ He's not actually sure what he's supposed to call him, now that he thinks about it. Which is also weird, because names seem like they ought to be obvious through the mindlink stuff. ]
no subject
He blinks.
What the hell?
Sam, unfortunately, hasn't had much opportunity to figure out his symbiote ability yet. ]
Yeah, uhhh -
[ Weird as that was, there doesn't seem to be any point in commenting on it. Despite whatever he just felt, wouldn't Aoba be the one who knows whether he's been following it or not? It's a stupid thing to lie about. He's got to be imagining things. Better to just plow through this conversation and ignore it. ]
One did. I don't know him that well, the...kind of spooky-intense guy from Gacrux?
[ He's not actually sure what he's supposed to call him, now that he thinks about it. Which is also weird, because names seem like they ought to be obvious through the mindlink stuff. ]