[The Gnos feels like a physical presence sitting somewhere inside of his skull, the way he's trying so desperately to resist it. Like some kind of evil sci-fi symbiote pushing his buttons and getting more insistent the longer he tells it no, and just waiting for him to finally give up and give in.
But Charles just says I know, and then all that other stuff that Junpei is a teensy bit blindsided by—does he really merit this kind of full-time looking after? wow—and then It won't be your fault, and Junpei tries to focus on that, instead of the wriggling Gnos thoughts.
He looks to the side, at his... creative set design.]
...Okay. Thanks. Maybe you should just knock me out and roll me under one of these boxes for a week.
[Haha! Unless...? He makes a face.]
Don't know why you're putting in all the effort for me, but I'm not gonna say no. But, uh, I need to— [a little gesture, at the room] do this, or I'll definitely lose it.
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But Charles just says I know, and then all that other stuff that Junpei is a teensy bit blindsided by—does he really merit this kind of full-time looking after? wow—and then It won't be your fault, and Junpei tries to focus on that, instead of the wriggling Gnos thoughts.
He looks to the side, at his... creative set design.]
...Okay. Thanks. Maybe you should just knock me out and roll me under one of these boxes for a week.
[Haha! Unless...? He makes a face.]
Don't know why you're putting in all the effort for me, but I'm not gonna say no. But, uh, I need to— [a little gesture, at the room] do this, or I'll definitely lose it.