He needs something to practice with that isn't too vulnerable, decides on feelings of confusion since it's not like those are in short supply for him right now. Everything is confusing and insane if he stops to think too hard about it.
The next step is working out how to filter, sieve. But it's like trying to flex an atrophied muscle, or a toddler learning to walk; the instinct is there, even if it's not really his own, but in practice it's clumsy.
He shoves at her and she gets Who am I and What is real and How is this possible and he can feel that none of it was held back like he wanted, and so she also gets the sensation of frustrated swearing.
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He needs something to practice with that isn't too vulnerable, decides on feelings of confusion since it's not like those are in short supply for him right now. Everything is confusing and insane if he stops to think too hard about it.
The next step is working out how to filter, sieve. But it's like trying to flex an atrophied muscle, or a toddler learning to walk; the instinct is there, even if it's not really his own, but in practice it's clumsy.
He shoves at her and she gets Who am I and What is real and How is this possible and he can feel that none of it was held back like he wanted, and so she also gets the sensation of frustrated swearing.
"Shit," he says aloud.