i cant shut up im sorry im just. dissecting his brain right now. tell me your secrets, grapehead. on the other hand, i love imagining Leo, fresh in the flesh(?), running into walls and accidentally throwing things bc hes not a ghost, so walls are Actually Effective, and he doesnt have to Muster Every Ounce Of Strength to pick up a coffee mug.
augh i wanna like. write a little mini-fic of cmh wherein he learns how to Be Alive Again. the touch-starvation but simultaneous overstimulation of *feeling* again,,,,, forgetting that just bc hes alone/nobody's wearing goggles doesnt mean hes invisible anymore,,, *pizza*,,,,,, i want to dig around his traumatized lil skull. but i dont know that i would do it any justice lmao, im. so out of practice + idek if youre like. cool w that :p /pos