Schuldig's stomach dropped as he fell into a field of blue, chills starting at his spine and spreading through the rest of his body slowly. He couldn't feel the movement of air on his face or the ground beneath his feet. The only mental activity emanated from the young man standing before him, staring around wide-eyed, alarmed and confused.
Abruptly as they'd fallen out of reality, they were back, Schuldig sitting on his ass in Takatori's front hall, the blue-eyed punk who'd broken in leaning against the wall across from him, glaring murderously.
"Could've mentioned you were a telepath, jackass."