"Anna, stop-!" Remy got out before his ribcage froze under her absorbing touch. He could feel her pulling the choking and crushing weight off of him, the constant pain dulling to the point of crying in relief, but... She could now rifle through his memories, the violation of his self and fallout from saving Sage from herself, his increasingly desperate attempts to cancel or snuff out his out of control powers, to agreeing to En Sabah Nur's deal and the callous destruction he was capable of. He panicked over the shame of those sins and weaknesses, trying to hide them from her of all people.
And like a silver tendril cutting through the smoke of his trash fire was her memories. He held them cool and clear as they slipped through his fingers. I won't sacrifice that just to make my life easier for a little while. He put his hands into the water and charged it to go off like a cherry bomb, breaking the connection and sparing her. It threw him in the other direction, and he laid in the muck to stare up. "Goddamn, woman, you can be rough on a fella."