He's seen things, man.

[earblock]

Mun. Mundane. Dull. A fading light.

How terrifying. I think I'm shaking.

Chocolate pokepuff, please.

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[amphibinin]

You alright there?

[And Michigan just so happens to have a chocolate pokepuff on hand.]

[earblock]

Alright. Yes. No. Perhaps.

[Calmly turns to staaaaare at Michigan with those big, empty eyes. He's tall. O'Neil doesn't like tall, he prefers short, like himself. Height gives an unfair advantage and scares him just that little bit more than he already is.]

Pokepuff.

[amphibinin]

[Michigan sits down to try and close the gap, which honestly doesn't really work, and hands over the Pokepuff.]

Wanna talk about it?

[takeoutthetrash]

[Despite his size, Gerhshel looks about as frightened as O'Neil does, if that's at all possible. Psychic-types are weird.]

Don't really have any, uh, Pokepuffs on me at the moment, sorry to say.

...You gonna be alright there, lil' fella?

[will_be_god]

I see.

...There are many such as you. Those who have been overwhelmed by their emotions. Such foolish things.

There is but one way to overcome this. Abandon your emotions and follow me.