And something shifts within Dove as he feels a growing irritation build up in his chest.

"Perhaps you believe so, but you shouldn't be placing thoughts in peoples' heads. You don't know what any of us are thinking. You're..."

He feels a headache come on again, and he cringes as he continues.

"...You just want chaos to alleviate your own boredom. Frankly, I find that to be quite immature. I recommend finding another outlet for it."

He's not even sure why he's getting so mad, he's never felt so... so irritated and angry before. Honestly? It's kind of frightening.

And the worst part? It feels natural feeling angry. Like an old, familiar friend.