"Come on. I'm young but I'm not totally stupid." Just mostly, apparently. His eyes slip closed again, shifting so he's a little lower, scrunching up his face as he winces. He thinks his ass is going numb from how still he's sat.
He exhales through his nose and even that seems like a chore, feeling dry in almost every aspect, despite sweating from what he's fairly certain is some sort of fever. It's not withdrawal. He knows it is, deep down.
"That emotional register for meta humans. I'd take the unstable ones once you built it after I talked to them for a little. Make sure it's the ones you guys don't care about. Supply myself and help you out in the process, if you dying wasn't going to happen."
A beat.
"I don't like things without failsafes. Makes me jittery."
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Date: 2016-06-08 08:30 am (UTC)He exhales through his nose and even that seems like a chore, feeling dry in almost every aspect, despite sweating from what he's fairly certain is some sort of fever. It's not withdrawal. He knows it is, deep down.
"That emotional register for meta humans. I'd take the unstable ones once you built it after I talked to them for a little. Make sure it's the ones you guys don't care about. Supply myself and help you out in the process, if you dying wasn't going to happen."
A beat.
"I don't like things without failsafes. Makes me jittery."