"No." The way he said it was dire, dark and certainly not in the way Dib would have ever said anything. "If you're hurt in the crossfire of whatever's going on, you might wind up just as bad as me. I'm not going to let that happen. No, if... If I stay here, if I keep getting worse, more... more jacked up in the brain than I am? I won't have the choice to pull out. People will be in danger, Sollux. You'd be in danger. Ok? So like. I dunno, just keep a goddamn space between us until I get this shit figured out."
He pulled his arm away and winced a bit as he went back to scratch and found something there. It seemed sharp, pointed, like a rosebush thorn. He looked down at his arm and then glared at it. Shit. Great. This was exactly what he fucking needed right now.
"Shit, it's starting to show physical attributes as well as mental. I gotta go, Sollux. I'm serious."
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He pulled his arm away and winced a bit as he went back to scratch and found something there. It seemed sharp, pointed, like a rosebush thorn. He looked down at his arm and then glared at it. Shit. Great. This was exactly what he fucking needed right now.
"Shit, it's starting to show physical attributes as well as mental. I gotta go, Sollux. I'm serious."