...Why would I be mad at you, anyway. Stupid... I just... Nn... I'm just a fucking psycho. Don't take it seriously. Friend...
*He closes his eyes, biting down on the inside of his lip to muffle a wince. He almost misses the boy's question, he's so focused on controlling that dark, painful sensation working through his body. He lets out a soft, bitter laugh however.* ...No. I won't freak out again. P-promise.