"...Yeah." Harder than it should be to say. Because when they aren't creepy, when they aren't twisted by the flamed promises of metastability, when they aren't twisted with ambition gone sideways, they're nice. They're nice to watch. They're parts of himself he never got to know outside of some time with Gamma and Delta. (The Gamma part of himself is a dick. But Delta's no angel either.)

He unfolds himself slowly. "Yeah, I'd better...leave them alone and see if they do the same. Uh. Thanks."