[Ugh. He doesn't know what to even tell her. He knows he's being stupid. He knows this isn't going to help anyone, and he knows he's not the only one in this mess. But no matter how many times he tells himself that, he just can't seem to make his muscles unlock and bother moving.]
It's... that's just not the point, okay? I know I gotta do the drill. I would have done the drill if they let me walk there myself! I just can't!
[And the longer he fights that compelling urge to turn back, the more his panic is amping up. He can feel static prickling at the back of his neck, and he reaches up to hold his head, pressing the palms of his hands into his eyes to try to focus on that pressure instead of the pressure rising in his skull.
Eventually, he speaks again, voice a little weaker.]
Listen. I know you're a stranger and I sound fucking crazy right now but. Do you know any way I can get them to stop this whole part of the cruise experience? The controlling my body thing. Specifically.
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It's... that's just not the point, okay? I know I gotta do the drill. I would have done the drill if they let me walk there myself! I just can't!
[And the longer he fights that compelling urge to turn back, the more his panic is amping up. He can feel static prickling at the back of his neck, and he reaches up to hold his head, pressing the palms of his hands into his eyes to try to focus on that pressure instead of the pressure rising in his skull.
Eventually, he speaks again, voice a little weaker.]
Listen. I know you're a stranger and I sound fucking crazy right now but. Do you know any way I can get them to stop this whole part of the cruise experience? The controlling my body thing. Specifically.