[ Amos looks down at Kyna's faded glow; at his own. He's still feeling the aftereffects of having experienced someone else's emotions. He finds himself disoriented and frustrated - an entirely new problem to deal with, since the protomolecule is apparently no longer an issue.
This might actually be worse. He hasn't decided. ]
That's one word for it.
[ Amos shivers for a second, waiting for the alien feelings to go away. ]
Do you know what it actually is? And how to make it... not do that, again.
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This might actually be worse. He hasn't decided. ]
That's one word for it.
[ Amos shivers for a second, waiting for the alien feelings to go away. ]
Do you know what it actually is? And how to make it... not do that, again.