[It rolls off of him, staring at him with half-glazed eyes; its gaze is both furious and confused, and the signals it gets from their Bond are confusing and confused, dancing dazedly in hazy forms. It can't make heads or tails of what he's thinking-- what it's thinking? What they're both thinking.
It certainly does want to indulge him, however. Small prickles of tingling heat dance over the place where it still touches his shoulder, the static beginnings of another shock.]
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[It rolls off of him, staring at him with half-glazed eyes; its gaze is both furious and confused, and the signals it gets from their Bond are confusing and confused, dancing dazedly in hazy forms. It can't make heads or tails of what he's thinking-- what it's thinking? What they're both thinking.
It certainly does want to indulge him, however. Small prickles of tingling heat dance over the place where it still touches his shoulder, the static beginnings of another shock.]