[ oh. okay. once they're in the store and he feels that sudden spike of homicidal tendencies followed by the alarm she'll probably feel...something akin to a balloon deflating? only at, like, top speeds. the rate at which his own emotions go from annoyed and flatline back into neutral and mostly calm is kind of impressive and he pauses to look at her. ]
...it's okay. [ he literally has. no idea what's going on but he can at least get that the violence wasn't him, and neither is the alarm. ]
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...it's okay. [ he literally has. no idea what's going on but he can at least get that the violence wasn't him, and neither is the alarm. ]