Maybe you should see some of what we've dealt with.
[He still doesn't touch. But he does lean in a bit, those red-ringed black sclera eyes crystal clear now. At the word "see", there's a pulse, and he'll get flashes - a confusing mess of sights and sounds, disorientation. Feeling like you've been left in the air at terminal velocity for hours only to suddenly rush back and your lungs never quite fully recovering or able to take a deep breath the same. Fire, so agonizingly hot, sweltering all around you as it burns an apartment building but it never actually burns down and you're stuck, with no fire escape. An empty, gray house. With fog frosted windows, uncomfortable chairs, and no one to hear you except a gray, dim ocean outside with softly lapping waves.
It happens, so fast, but Tobias will see it all with perfect clarity, all from Jonah's perspective.]
I think the truly sad part is no one will probably believe you.
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[He still doesn't touch. But he does lean in a bit, those red-ringed black sclera eyes crystal clear now. At the word "see", there's a pulse, and he'll get flashes - a confusing mess of sights and sounds, disorientation. Feeling like you've been left in the air at terminal velocity for hours only to suddenly rush back and your lungs never quite fully recovering or able to take a deep breath the same. Fire, so agonizingly hot, sweltering all around you as it burns an apartment building but it never actually burns down and you're stuck, with no fire escape. An empty, gray house. With fog frosted windows, uncomfortable chairs, and no one to hear you except a gray, dim ocean outside with softly lapping waves.
It happens, so fast, but Tobias will see it all with perfect clarity, all from Jonah's perspective.]
I think the truly sad part is no one will probably believe you.