[For Hibari it's an almost instinctual sort of comfort, reaching out in that way that calms his own nerves. Soft touches of his fingers against the troll's hands, gentle in a way that he isn't usually prone to, that he typically seems almost incapable of.]

It's alright. [A shake of his head in the negative. And then he's quiet for a moment, and his lips thin as he looks into Psii's mismatched eyes. He understands what it's like to have a power that you hate.]

I know what that feels like. Not in the same way. It was peoples' nightmares, their memories. [He takes a breath and there's a tension in his body, distaste. As if that didn't foreshadow where he was going with this.] I'm a dual type. I can use the same sort of powers as those fucking assholes.

[The tone of agitation is kind of hard to miss.]