There it was again. That dissonance. The pressure of one force grinding, pushing hard against an opposing force exerting the same power back. This was new, but what wasn't new in the last 24 hours?
"Somethings not- No-" He held up his hand. He looked down, clearly trying to think it through.
"Something doesn't feel right about what you're saying." He looked up frustrated, or it might be concern, because that wasn't it exactly.
"I'm feeling... something- I don't know how to say it. I've absolutely never felt this before. Like what I'm feeling is wrong." Saying that felt like striking the right key. "Like I'm not supposed to be be feeling it?"
He thought a few more seconds. "We weren't supposed to be more than teachers."