The trio were currently sitting at a small table that they had brought into the dominion, simply for dining purposes. Delsin was currently sitting at the table, legs elevated with one crossed over the other. Fetch was in a similar position, but her feet were resting on his lap, instead. One of her arms were draped over her chair, and her body was tilted towards the table, and they were on one side. It left Eugene to be on the other, somewhat curled up close to his own Chinese take-out.

He had been rolling the steamed dumpling against its carton for the past couple of minutes, lost in thought. The other two were talking about something. He wasn't sure anymore. He had drifted out of their conversation at the beginning of their meal, and they were casually chatting. That is, until he heard his name on Abigail's tongue. He glanced up.

"Glad you've made a safe landing from your plane of thoughts, buddy." Delsin laughed a little, but it didn't meet his eyes. He looked concerned, and so did Abigail. With both eyes on him, he slowly curled in a little more on himself, as though he could hide a little easier that way.

Fetch nodded a little. "You've been zoning a lot lately. Everything okay?" He pressed his lips together in a flat line. He didn't like making them worry. He carefully nodded in response, eyes staying down on his dumplings.

"D-do...you guys think that...that if...the situation with...Augustine happened again...and...we had to team up to be sure that they could be stopped...that...I could be...He who Dwells again, but...not?"

He...hadn't been able to use that much of his power in a while, but that wasn't his main concern. He was worried that, if the situation came, he wouldn't be able to calmly react. Part of him...really wanted to smite those who looked down on him, or anyone, for that matter. He felt like he was out for blood, and it was making his head hurt. He didn't know what to do anymore.

Delsin laughed at first, this time a little more meaningfully. Like he thought Eugene was joking. But one look from Fetch, and a glance back to Eugene, cut it short.

"That...Eugene, man, that made no sense whatsoever." He picked at the lo mein with his chopsticks, ready for another mouthful. "But, yeah. You just need the confidence. Remember? The more confident you got, the more powerful you were. It's all 'mind over matter,' as Reggie would say."

He glanced over at Fetch, who nodded in agreement. "He's right. You were incredible out there when you didn't let any of your fears stop you. You just have to do that again."

The gamer gave a slight nod because he knew that if he had tried to explain a little deeper, it'd just make more of a mess of the whole conversation. So he kind of shrunk back to lean against the back of his chair. Took a deep breath in, and exhaled slowly.

"So..that new power you have, Delsin…." Said man grinned began to charge into this rant of how amazing this new technique he made on his own was. Abigail occasionally glanced back over at Eugene, and he kept his focus on Delsin. He changed the subject for a reason, and if he can try to stay engaged in this, then...then maybe the urges wouldn't be as strong, and the uneasiness wouldn't feel so hot in his mind. They'd see when the time comes if he'd be able to pass judgement as he once had in that deep, gaming voice.