Dualscar squirms when the psionics catch him, but he quickly realizes that Psiioniic isn't trying to hurt him, and relents. He allows himself to be pushed into the pillow pile with a minimum of ill grace, and once there, roughly rubs at his face and eyes.

"I didn't mean that." Except he did, and that's the worst part. He was completely ready to take Psiioniic again, throw him over the recuperacoon and have his way, and it was only the soft, upset deer noises that snapped him out of it. Deep in his throat, he makes a low, mournful whale sound.