Harrison merely tilted his head at the words, listening closely. Interesting. If the boys hormones were draining away, taking all the emotion with it, such anger shouldn't have been possible. Depression should have been settling. Apathy. Indifference. And yet, that's not at all what he was hearing.

"Can't I simply want to observe? If I see how you deteriorate, I can understand what's happening. If you've never gone this long without exposing yourself to the emotions of someone else, how can you know what's happening? What one assumes to be the feeling of dying is more often than not burning desperation, not impending death."

As he spoke, he didn't move. His gaze stayed locked on Gabe. Poking and prodding to see what would happen.