[Dualscar looks up as he feels energy encircle his fingers, and he watches it for a moment, rapt at the way it's coiling around them and moving right through the thin webbing between them. There's no pain.]
Maybe... maybe I've already started to?
[That question is hopeful, almost wistful. And he has no problem with the Psiioniic crawling into his lap.]
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Maybe... maybe I've already started to?
[That question is hopeful, almost wistful. And he has no problem with the Psiioniic crawling into his lap.]
Wwait, wwhat?
[Consider his attention completely snared!]
Like wwhat? Wwhat else can you do?