[Staring into those mismatched, opaque eyes, Dualscar finds him reassured, and he lets the Psiioniic ease him backwards. There's some fussing and grumbling as he gets their discarded clothing arranged under him, but it doesn't last long, and soon he's laying stretched out, both hands up and reaching, trying to hold on to the other troll in the bath of multicolored moonlight.]
YOU have a talent for bringing it out! I'm going to end up busting out the remorse one next!