[He relaxes his hands, allows them to fall as Yzak's hand carefully presses his arm. Right. Sleep will be better, and the memory that had poured into his head will lessen with time... He'll adjust. Humans are super malleable. They bounce back from some crazy shit. What's one alien possession, huh?
(A lot, he thinks. But he'll try anyway, because fuck it.)
An exasperated sound leaves him.]
I was talking to you like an asshole. Why wouldn't you have hit me?
Sure, it wasn't me, but it's not like you knew that.
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(A lot, he thinks. But he'll try anyway, because fuck it.)
An exasperated sound leaves him.]
I was talking to you like an asshole. Why wouldn't you have hit me?
Sure, it wasn't me, but it's not like you knew that.