[Those feelings came over him again. Fear and despair and self-hatred. He shuddered, but he couldn't move away from an illusionist's touch. What he could do, however, was dig his fingertips into the sides of his face in an attempt to keep it there.
His mind was racing. He didn't want to know what it was like - he can only imagine that that was what she felt like. But... the more Luke thought that, the more he shook and let out a small whimper of fear.
For all he knows, he ought to feel this. What had he done to deserve any more than that? Nothing. He destroyed thousands of lives, he's stolen everything from someone, he nearly destroyed his world, all because he existed. The more she touches his hand, the more he feels like he can see them - People with miasma coating their hands reaching out to him, crying out to him, trying to drag him into the endless sea with him - ]
Sh-Shut up, shut up! [His voice shakes, but it's forceful.] I won't - I'm not - You can't see them!
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His mind was racing. He didn't want to know what it was like - he can only imagine that that was what she felt like. But... the more Luke thought that, the more he shook and let out a small whimper of fear.
For all he knows, he ought to feel this. What had he done to deserve any more than that? Nothing. He destroyed thousands of lives, he's stolen everything from someone, he nearly destroyed his world, all because he existed. The more she touches his hand, the more he feels like he can see them - People with miasma coating their hands reaching out to him, crying out to him, trying to drag him into the endless sea with him - ]
Sh-Shut up, shut up! [His voice shakes, but it's forceful.] I won't - I'm not - You can't see them!