( Sitting on his bed will at least recompose the impending dizziness flashing through him. This is a familiar sensation where every part of him tingles at the thought of being touched, but he doesn’t dwell on it.
Instead, he glances over at him to try and figure out if the House is also pushing on these feelings on him as well. Then he studies the surroundings, appropriately messy and scholarly, Sunday moves one of the books and realizes he can’t read the title page. It’s not in any language— but that only proves they’re not in reality. He’s thinking way too hard on this.
Not only is he heavy in the mind but a sweet, heated rush pumping his veins. Time warps. )
In this dream? Who knows what sorts of emotions the House is using to make us feel a certain way or see certain things.
Hm? Well, if it’s not so troubling for you. I would appreciate it. Your touch, ah, it’s soothing.
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Instead, he glances over at him to try and figure out if the House is also pushing on these feelings on him as well. Then he studies the surroundings, appropriately messy and scholarly, Sunday moves one of the books and realizes he can’t read the title page. It’s not in any language— but that only proves they’re not in reality. He’s thinking way too hard on this.
Not only is he heavy in the mind but a sweet, heated rush pumping his veins. Time warps. )
In this dream? Who knows what sorts of emotions the House is using to make us feel a certain way or see certain things.
Hm? Well, if it’s not so troubling for you. I would appreciate it. Your touch, ah, it’s soothing.
You’re not experiencing any side effects here?