[Very attractive, bro, we secretly love himbo energy.]

M'yeah. Possession is when something else is in control of you.

[He shifts where he stands uncomfortably; it's a lot easier to feel that unclean, ugly feeling when you're blind — the precursor's claws in his mind, the way their beady black eyes could very well be lingering in the dark of his visionless eyes... But he shakes it off, sighing.]

Yeaaah, it'll return. I might lose another sense instead. Might not!

It's just what I gotta do, to make sure everything's okay when we're done here.