Feeling the fright, the fidgeting, the young man does his best not to draw away as she draws nearer. She needs him. She hurts.

"...Everything...." Cole breaths the word, letting her wash over him. "Everything, all the time. So much, so loud, stifling, stunning. Can't turn it off, can't turn away, can't turn inward. Noise, nauseating and needling, drumbeats no one can hear, why can't they understand me, why can't they...."

A shuddering sigh.

"I know what it feels like."