[That sure was a voice in his head. Thanks, he hates it.
If Guts’ annoyed expression wasn’t clear enough, all the feelings associated with wanting to shove someone into a locker are going to be floating around in the liminal space of their psychic thread. His presence has the warm welcome of a disgruntled cactus.
Luckily, he doesn’t quite seem to connect Lucas’ psychic voice to his face, too preoccupied with trying to turn off the far-caster to cut the line of conversation. Sure, the two weren’t connected, but all of this nonsense was weird enough to make him think it might.]
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If Guts’ annoyed expression wasn’t clear enough, all the feelings associated with wanting to shove someone into a locker are going to be floating around in the liminal space of their psychic thread. His presence has the warm welcome of a disgruntled cactus.
Luckily, he doesn’t quite seem to connect Lucas’ psychic voice to his face, too preoccupied with trying to turn off the far-caster to cut the line of conversation. Sure, the two weren’t connected, but all of this nonsense was weird enough to make him think it might.]