[Funkduder]

"She looks like a mental wreck. She's stuttering with actual words. Hell's Bells, what in the world happened?" Michael thought. As Feenai glanced downwards, the gunman climbed back up from the sewers, smelling like a fresh corpse. Noting that he was there, he turned back to the girl and crouched to look into her eyes. Although he expected shock, mental trauma from experiencing some horrifying sight, he saw pain, as if she lost all confidence in herself.
"This'll be a risk but..." Michael extended his walls, including Feenai so that she would be able to read his thoughts. Immediately, he began to speak to her using those thoughts.
"Why are you so sad?" he asked and at the same time he also said, "You seem lost, alone," and even at the same time as those two, he asked, "Will you be my friend?"
Ignoring everything else around him, he let his thoughts surround the girl attempting to coerce her, no convince her, into opening her thoughts to him, and praying that she wouldn't try to see his past, to see the monster that he has become.