[That is definitely far more painful than having a hair pulled out. Desmond yelps, and is in the process of trying to turn around to give the guy an earful when he sees the feather. Sweat-dampened and a bit scraggly. He stares at it like it's an affront to nature.]
...What the hell is happening to me? [He looks pleadingly at Connor. The guy knows way more about this kind of thing than Desmond does. Surely he can figure it out?]
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...What the hell is happening to me? [He looks pleadingly at Connor. The guy knows way more about this kind of thing than Desmond does. Surely he can figure it out?]