No. I mean. That's covered in the rest of it-- he starts to sign, even as Tyler doing the same.

But then he sighs and drops his hands for the rest of Tyler's reply, wincing at the description of why he'd submitted to Hythlodaeus' hug.

I. Yes. Fuck. That's-- a good description of how it felt. I know what I went through was nothing as bad as what you did, but.

I mean. The good thing was that I barely saw him, unless it was a match day. But on those days... I always felt so slimy, after it was over. Especially because... I mean, it was me that was taking their... energy? Vitality? Both? I mean. It was by my hand--literally by my hand--but he liked to... guide it. With his own. And, well, you know how it is. In the moment, it feels good.

He lets out a shuddering breath.

God. I still feel dirty, thinking about it. I don't know how any of them forgave me, much less all five. I mean, Polly's a sweetheart, I get it with her, but Abner fucking runs on spite and even he...

Is it awful that as much as I do like and care for them--they're my friends, they're my charges, they're my ad-hoc motley--I'm glad they're not here? I mean, they'd probably be happier here than back in our world--I know I am--but it's such a goddamn fucking relief to be somewhere where I haven't hurt every single one of the people I have left and liked it.

I mean. We both know the kind of person I am. But it's different when it's your people.