"Jesus Titty Christ!" was Ryan's reaction to Liam's explanation. He had seen his brother project into hundreds of places, always without a scratch, always coming out the way he'd gone in. This wasn't Liam's fault for sure, something was ungodly about that barrier. He looked at his brother as the little guy tried to adjust, apparently with no success. "Bonnie he looks tweaked." He whispered to his sister. Well he did! And while Ryan thought he knew Liam well enough to know he wouldn't go past weed - probably couldn't be bothered with the side effects of anything else, and hats off to him - what he was seeing really looked like the worst trip ever. "Shhhh it's alright lil' bro, you're alright." He did his best to soothe Liam with words as BJ pulled him into her arms, suddenly aware that his own heart was beating very, very fast.
The revelation about the acid had Ryan's eyebrows shoot up. "Well that's that out of the way." He mumbled, becoming more and more aware of the tremor in Liam's limbs. "Oh shit oh shi-" And then Liam screamed. At the accusation that his sweater was 'razor blades' Ryan instinctively looked down at his own chest then back at Liam. With nothing else to do and halfway to panicking he did the only thing he could think of that might soothe his little brother - popping his shirt off. It was weird and uncomfortable but how much more than a razorblade sweater? Exactly. "Alright we'll figure this out, just...try to breathe, man, okay?" He added his voice to his sister's, patting his brother's arm as he spoke. "D-don't look. Don't look at us. Close your eyes, alright, focus on the darkness." He was talking out of his ass but it seemed logical to him at the moment. "when I find the douchebags who put up that barrier I'm gonna kill 'em." He wasn't kidding.