Huh? Drones?

[Dualscar looks around, and sure enough, they're being stared at by a pair of drones.]

Get out of here!

[The drones scramble over each other getting out of the kitchen, and Dualscar leans his head forward, resting it on the Psiioniic's shoulder.]

No, it's not that. It's...

[He takes a deep, shuddering sigh.]

You can't... you can't let me be in control. If I'm in control, I'm... I'll hurt you. I wwon't wwant to, but I wwill.

[Dualscar makes a high-pitched, strangling noise that is part laughter, part whale sound, and part sob.]

I don't knoww howw to do this wwithout hurting you!