Sasha hummed, "Yeah, I also wish… wait what?" She looked at him in confusion.
Seeing his hesitation, Sasha encouraged him to speak, "Ethan, you just talked about communication." He smiled bitterly and said. "I don't know. I am affected by something and now I can't control my thoughts."
"No one can control their thoughts," Sasha said.
"I mean that my thoughts get dark and extreme way too fast. Not even that but my actions have also been unpredictable for a few hours. Only with you am I able to calm down. Still I am afraid that I may do something to you."
"So that picture was true." Sasha looked at him with a worried gaze. "Are you hurt somewhere? Can you tell me in more detail what you are experiencing?"
Now that he had started speaking, he didn't hide anything from her except the dark, gritty details.