gadgeteerphilanthropist:

iamthefirechild:

gadgeteerphilanthropist:

iamthefirechild:

I don’t know. Distract me? Science at me. I need — the more I think about it the worse it gets. I can’t sit still.

…How ‘bout we just take Sassy and Boris for a walk?  That’d probably help the whole ‘can’t sit still’ thing more than me rambling at you, and watching people react to an otter on a harness is usually good for a laugh.

*shakes her head sharply* No. No. I don’t want to be around people. I can’t be — the extra input — it would be too much. *speaks faster and faster and twitches under his hands* I would lose it. I think I’ve already lost it. I shouldn’t’ve bothered you. I should’ve just — by myself — I’m sorry. I’m sorry.

*startled*  What—Summer—Sunshine, calm down.  *rubs her shoulders*  Sunshine, you live here.  Because I asked you.  I’d say that’s pretty far away from bothering me.  Just—what do you need me to do?

I don’t know. I don’t — something is /wrong/, and I just — you’re safe. /You’re/ safe. You’re not — so just — I need to not think. I need to stop thinking. Turn me off. *almost vibrating, now, body tense and very wound up* You did ask me, I don’t understand that. I’m trying to think about something else. Talk to me about that, about what you were thinking about — that key.