It's one thing to send a feeling- he does that back and forth with Delta all the damn time. But this? Is the first time he's sent and received this kind of stimulation from an external source and-

Like the surface of a lake, deep and serene. Like the impossible blue of the sky; vast and certain. There's a flicker of bright, crackling joy he can't help but share; proud of himself for figuring this out. For learning how to use it so quickly and, well.

Pleased that he's pleased Locus.

"Still not a fan of getting shot."