A soothing counterpoint to the frantic overstimulation of before- an easing of heightened nerves to something far more bearable. Delta shivers out a soft sigh, fingers carding through Locus' long, dark hair. He can see the appeal.

Perhaps if he ever wished for his own body he might make certain to have longer hair.

"I could not have expected anything like this. I know- roughly- the intent. The reactions. How his nerves react but- I could never have expected everything else. Knowing what he feels and experiencing it myself-"

Very different.