[He stares at her hand on his arm, and for a long moment he doesn't say anything, his LED spinning a frantic yellow under the ridiculous mask. What in the world was it supposed to symbolize, anyway? It's loosened enough that he could take it off now, but leaving it on seems like the better choice until he can get his LED under control.
If only he was still a machine. He's lost here, out of his element, unsure of himself and everything about this place. Worse than being lost, he's afraid. Fear clings to him like cobwebs, flimsy yet cloying, permeating everything he thinks and does. If only Hank was here, maybe he wouldn't feel so alone and frightened. Plenty of new deviants had had to figure themselves out by themselves with little to no help, but how many had to when they were also in a completely different universe besides?
He lifts his eyes back to Chloe's face, very suddenly pulling his arm away from her and stepping back, raising his hands like a shield between them.]
I don't know. I don't know. I need- I have to get out of here.
[Turning, he speed-walks away from her until he's far enough that he can break into a jog, tugging angrily at the mask and tossing it to the side as he makes his hasty exit.]
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If only he was still a machine. He's lost here, out of his element, unsure of himself and everything about this place. Worse than being lost, he's afraid. Fear clings to him like cobwebs, flimsy yet cloying, permeating everything he thinks and does. If only Hank was here, maybe he wouldn't feel so alone and frightened. Plenty of new deviants had had to figure themselves out by themselves with little to no help, but how many had to when they were also in a completely different universe besides?
He lifts his eyes back to Chloe's face, very suddenly pulling his arm away from her and stepping back, raising his hands like a shield between them.]
I don't know. I don't know. I need- I have to get out of here.
[Turning, he speed-walks away from her until he's far enough that he can break into a jog, tugging angrily at the mask and tossing it to the side as he makes his hasty exit.]