[He's scared, he's afraid, that's honestly the main thing that's pushing him more than any actual headache. His brain really doesn't hurt in that way, he's just scared of himself for some reason. What if he hurts her? By... by opening his eyes? It sounds ridiculous, and Scott's also scared of saying any of this out loud. What if Ange thinks he's a total freak and runs off?
...Not that he can envision her doing something like that. She's just not that kind of person.]
I feel like I shouldn't. [Even if he doesn't want to admit that he's afraid, it's clear by his voice that he is.]
[ This is definitely weird as hell. If it was a total stranger, Ange would have just walked away at this point, convinced there was just some crazy person wandering out here talking nonsense.
But this isn't a stranger. It's Scott. He wouldn't just be saying this for no reason - unless he was playing a prank on her, but Ange doesn't think he'd take it this far. He wouldn't want to make her actually worried about him, right? ]
.. why.. do you feel that way?
[ Her question sounds a little uncertain. Mostly because of how crazy this entire situation is.
But there's definitely audible worry in it too, because if this is a serious thing, it doesn't exactly seem good. ]
[The audible worry in Ange's voice makes him feel a little bad, because he hates worrying his friends like this, but maybe a little selfishly, he feels almost comforted by it. Sure, he's the kid that gets along with everyone in town, but it still feels nice to feel cared for. Maybe remnants of his time as an orphan, but Scott can't fully shove down those feelings, so he doesn't try very hard to push Ange away.
Besides, she wouldn't want that either, right? He can totally imagine her frowning at him with that stern face, hands on her hips and telling him he's being an idiot. ...Not to mention, he's genuinely a little scared about what's going on with everything-- with him. Maybe it was a fluke?]
I-I feel like I'm going to hurt someone. [His voice drops lower, suddenly flinching as a vision crops in: Ange buried beneath some rubble and this time, he visibly flinches, whole body tensing as a loud gasp leaves him. W-what was that? He squeezes his eyes harder, this time bringing his hands up to cover his eyes.]
[ Her tone is a weird mixture as she speaks up, but it's definitely emotional. It's half-worried about him, and half-huffy, like she's about to scold him for acting like this in the first place. Mostly because it's worrying her. All of this is so strange, and she truly can't tell where any of these fears of his are coming from.
She swears to god, if someone gave him something dumb to drink or some sort of weird drugs or something, she's going to kick their asses. ]
Scott, I'm fine. How would you even hurt me?
[ She reaches out, attempting to peel his hands from his face so she can instead hold his hands in her own. ]
Whatever feeling you're having, it's wrong. You're not the kind of guy who hurts anyone, you know that.
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[He's scared, he's afraid, that's honestly the main thing that's pushing him more than any actual headache. His brain really doesn't hurt in that way, he's just scared of himself for some reason. What if he hurts her? By... by opening his eyes? It sounds ridiculous, and Scott's also scared of saying any of this out loud. What if Ange thinks he's a total freak and runs off?
...Not that he can envision her doing something like that. She's just not that kind of person.]
I feel like I shouldn't. [Even if he doesn't want to admit that he's afraid, it's clear by his voice that he is.]
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But this isn't a stranger. It's Scott. He wouldn't just be saying this for no reason - unless he was playing a prank on her, but Ange doesn't think he'd take it this far. He wouldn't want to make her actually worried about him, right? ]
.. why.. do you feel that way?
[ Her question sounds a little uncertain. Mostly because of how crazy this entire situation is.
But there's definitely audible worry in it too, because if this is a serious thing, it doesn't exactly seem good. ]
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Besides, she wouldn't want that either, right? He can totally imagine her frowning at him with that stern face, hands on her hips and telling him he's being an idiot. ...Not to mention, he's genuinely a little scared about what's going on with everything-- with him. Maybe it was a fluke?]
I-I feel like I'm going to hurt someone. [His voice drops lower, suddenly flinching as a vision crops in: Ange buried beneath some rubble and this time, he visibly flinches, whole body tensing as a loud gasp leaves him. W-what was that? He squeezes his eyes harder, this time bringing his hands up to cover his eyes.]
I'm going to hurt you. I-I saw it! [His voice shakes.]
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[ Her tone is a weird mixture as she speaks up, but it's definitely emotional. It's half-worried about him, and half-huffy, like she's about to scold him for acting like this in the first place. Mostly because it's worrying her. All of this is so strange, and she truly can't tell where any of these fears of his are coming from.
She swears to god, if someone gave him something dumb to drink or some sort of weird drugs or something, she's going to kick their asses. ]
Scott, I'm fine. How would you even hurt me?
[ She reaches out, attempting to peel his hands from his face so she can instead hold his hands in her own. ]
Whatever feeling you're having, it's wrong. You're not the kind of guy who hurts anyone, you know that.