"What, an' th' me you know can't!?" On the one hand, all of this seems to be proving that there's no weird time anomaly involved. On the other, this is a MESS. "How come I'm th' 'me' stuck w' all th's crap..!" he whines, holding his head. Mannnnn...

Ah.

But then...then she says something...perhaps a bit disturbing, at least to his own ears. He stiffens, practically locking up at the words, drawing back in either fear, disgust, or...something. Something he doesn't even completely feel on his own, more like a distant memory, a knowledge of what should and should not be, a,

"D...dest... ...look I get keepin' 'm outta other's hands man, tha's a great way for others t' get iced by th' three but..." But...

"Destryoin' 'm..? Tha's..." He shakes his head slowly, the action coming to him only partly with deliberation. It is as if he were in two places at once, were two people at once- the feelings of one, influencing the other. "Man y' can' jus'..."

There is a rumble in the air, and he can feel it, like a Heart,