He has to do so in several steps, because this is so entirely out of his depth. Olympia can... turn off his senses? He thinks about John, feeling his heart, and the spangle of something foreign and other along his own skin and bones. He thinks about the way he'd been trapped there, kept behind his own eyes, watching himself do something he hadn't wanted to do, and pushes through the rising fear with the bullishness that's kept him alive this long. It's better than healing himself. He hadn't known Olympia could do anything like that, but then, so many people here can do so much.
He flexes his own fingers, like a test, and looks at her through the flames. ]
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He has to do so in several steps, because this is so entirely out of his depth. Olympia can... turn off his senses? He thinks about John, feeling his heart, and the spangle of something foreign and other along his own skin and bones. He thinks about the way he'd been trapped there, kept behind his own eyes, watching himself do something he hadn't wanted to do, and pushes through the rising fear with the bullishness that's kept him alive this long. It's better than healing himself. He hadn't known Olympia could do anything like that, but then, so many people here can do so much.
He flexes his own fingers, like a test, and looks at her through the flames. ]
Just for a moment?