"I think my anger is probably justified. I feel like it would be right now." Given whatever the fuck was happening to him, maybe he had a point. Unseeing and unable to touch - it was kind of pissing him off. Oh! He remembered being pissed off. Well, you know, gotta start somewhere. "I can't say I like how this feels..."

It felt like floating in a void. He tried to move closer to the voice but it still seemed so very far away. Maybe he just needed to know it to find it? "Tell me about you? I want to find you."