[This does require a huge amount of trust, especially given that Henry is no ordinary psychic — he has the ability to twist memories around in someone’s head, and control them as he sees fit. His track record with wheedling into others’ minds is not great when one considers the state he often leaves them in.
But that isn’t his intention today. Far from it. He's just curious. He just wants to explore. He wants to learn more about this man that resonates with the same anger and bitterness that he possesses, so heavy and molten at his core.
And so, without hesitation—and without any resistance on Alec’s part—Henry closes his own eyes and slips into his head with rather disturbing ease. Nothing heralds this transition; one moment, they’re here in reality, and the next—
He’s in, choosing to go wherever Alec’s own mind takes him. What’s in here, he wonders? What will be the first thing he sees?]
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But that isn’t his intention today. Far from it. He's just curious. He just wants to explore. He wants to learn more about this man that resonates with the same anger and bitterness that he possesses, so heavy and molten at his core.
And so, without hesitation—and without any resistance on Alec’s part—Henry closes his own eyes and slips into his head with rather disturbing ease. Nothing heralds this transition; one moment, they’re here in reality, and the next—
He’s in, choosing to go wherever Alec’s own mind takes him. What’s in here, he wonders? What will be the first thing he sees?]