[He folds his arms, looking down. He feels another nauseating dizzy spell, but he keeps it at bay, looks up at her with hesitancy. Rule 2, he knows, but it's not easy. He wants to ignore why he's in the club. Forget why it bothers him so much. He's also not sure if he can say it's... well, is it a phobia now? He hates to think it is. He never had a problem with it before London. He'd played with fire as a teenager like an idiot, and he's been around campfires.
It makes no sense, why he can't just. Look at it like he did before.
But it's just been getting harder to manage.
He sighs, lets his hands fall to his side.]
I'm-
[Hesitates, stutters on the thought and turns, hands on his hips. He's so thirsty--he's gonna dry out. His eyes try to dry out. His throat's dry.]
I have a... fear of fire. [Grits his teeth, takes a moment to shake his head.] Or something. Hell, I don't know.
[action] June 11th
[He folds his arms, looking down. He feels another nauseating dizzy spell, but he keeps it at bay, looks up at her with hesitancy. Rule 2, he knows, but it's not easy. He wants to ignore why he's in the club. Forget why it bothers him so much. He's also not sure if he can say it's... well, is it a phobia now? He hates to think it is. He never had a problem with it before London. He'd played with fire as a teenager like an idiot, and he's been around campfires.
It makes no sense, why he can't just. Look at it like he did before.
But it's just been getting harder to manage.
He sighs, lets his hands fall to his side.]
I'm-
[Hesitates, stutters on the thought and turns, hands on his hips. He's so thirsty--he's gonna dry out. His eyes try to dry out. His throat's dry.]
I have a... fear of fire. [Grits his teeth, takes a moment to shake his head.] Or something. Hell, I don't know.