[How's he supposed to concentrate on music, on anything, on this conversation, when there's fire eating at his skin and he can't think and he has to answer her but he can't, he needs to concentrate, can't think straight, it really fucking hurts and he's not having a fun time with this really he isn't.]
[The more he thinks about it, the hotter the flames burn. Don't think about it. Stop thinking about it. Think about it any harder, and it'll eat you alive.]
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[The more he thinks about it, the hotter the flames burn. Don't think about it. Stop thinking about it. Think about it any harder, and it'll eat you alive.]
S...sure. Let's t-try that.