Josh doesn't force any more contact on his friend, content with his other hand in his jacket as he looks around them at the fog. There's got to be a way out of this stuff. But he knows firsthand how dangerous wandering in low visibility can be after years on Blackwood Mountain.
"It is." Seeing things in the nexus, he means. "Sometimes I have to watch other people. See if they're seeing the same things I am." He gives her hand a reassuring squeeze when she gets visibly upset.
"Usually they're really mean." Not that Josh doesn't deserve it. He's a monster. "They know how to hit you where it hurts. What makes you vulnerable, ashamed."
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Josh doesn't force any more contact on his friend, content with his other hand in his jacket as he looks around them at the fog. There's got to be a way out of this stuff. But he knows firsthand how dangerous wandering in low visibility can be after years on Blackwood Mountain.
"It is." Seeing things in the nexus, he means. "Sometimes I have to watch other people. See if they're seeing the same things I am." He gives her hand a reassuring squeeze when she gets visibly upset.
"Usually they're really mean." Not that Josh doesn't deserve it. He's a monster. "They know how to hit you where it hurts. What makes you vulnerable, ashamed."
Because in the end, it's all you.