[ Jim watches, still as a stone, as Zell reaches out to touch him. They're rarely this hesitant with one another and that more than anything drives home exactly how worried he should be.
Tapping. Zell had been tapping and it sounded like a pattern, though not one Jim recognizes immediately. He files that away, one piece of a puzzle he's only just started, as Zell speaks. ]
Zell, I'm not - I look like I did when we went to bed. No mask.
[ Jim captures Zell's hand and pulls it down, past his jaw and neck and to the feather that hangs over his heart. ] See? It's just - admin is messing with your mind.
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Tapping. Zell had been tapping and it sounded like a pattern, though not one Jim recognizes immediately. He files that away, one piece of a puzzle he's only just started, as Zell speaks. ]
Zell, I'm not - I look like I did when we went to bed. No mask.
[ Jim captures Zell's hand and pulls it down, past his jaw and neck and to the feather that hangs over his heart. ] See? It's just - admin is messing with your mind.