[ The thing is? Compulsion terrifies him when he knows it's there, but he can't recognise it in the first place to save his life. Literally, on occasion. Compulsion, by its nature, feels like safety. It's impossible to distinguish from someone simply seeming trustworthy, especially to someone who's trusted far too few people to understand the intricacies of how it feels. ]
So you're a dragon. Huh. I'll be honest, the turnip thing was weirder.
[ He's carrying a *BTSB mug filled with a grey paste and wrapped with clingfilm, because that's how one transports medicine and also he's the type of person who scavenges all their household items from stuff other people have discarded. So he has a lot of *BTSB merch right now. These last few days have been kind of great in terms of getting free stuff with boyband faces on it. He sets it down on the floor while he unlaces his shoes. ]
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So you're a dragon. Huh. I'll be honest, the turnip thing was weirder.
[ He's carrying a *BTSB mug filled with a grey paste and wrapped with clingfilm, because that's how one transports medicine and also he's the type of person who scavenges all their household items from stuff other people have discarded. So he has a lot of *BTSB merch right now. These last few days have been kind of great in terms of getting free stuff with boyband faces on it. He sets it down on the floor while he unlaces his shoes. ]
I told you how to use this stuff, right?