[He jerks a little at the contact, but is grateful for its briefness. As soon as she lets go, he slams the door shut behind her, like he was forcing something out. Locks it again.]
Yeah.
[There's nothing out of the ordinary there. Though he'd rather deal with physical symptoms than mental ones if he could choose. He can handle the former. But that would be too easy.
Now to put the table back. He can't leave it where it is.]
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Yeah.
[There's nothing out of the ordinary there. Though he'd rather deal with physical symptoms than mental ones if he could choose. He can handle the former. But that would be too easy.
Now to put the table back. He can't leave it where it is.]