[He already feels a kind of strain that's decidedly different from the usual—maintaining the ring around the reactor feels like he's struggling to keep a bicycle upright, only certain about what he wants the result to be without knowing entirely how to get there, with more than a few scrapes as a risk to failure. The Fae instinct that might have guided him is gone, so all he can use is his willpower and intent to contain it.
The sound of gunshots doesn't help his concentration, and the idiot in the mask trying to fight them off isn't something he can ignore even without the noise, but hopefully his interference won't matter much... The scientist is awake now, at least.]
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I can't keep it back for long...
[He already feels a kind of strain that's decidedly different from the usual—maintaining the ring around the reactor feels like he's struggling to keep a bicycle upright, only certain about what he wants the result to be without knowing entirely how to get there, with more than a few scrapes as a risk to failure. The Fae instinct that might have guided him is gone, so all he can use is his willpower and intent to contain it.
The sound of gunshots doesn't help his concentration, and the idiot in the mask trying to fight them off isn't something he can ignore even without the noise, but hopefully his interference won't matter much... The scientist is awake now, at least.]
Octavius! Snap out of it!