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Leon stands there, his fists clenched tightly and his body language tense.
"... Are you okay?" Jay asks him after a moment.
"I hate myself," Leon responds, disgusted.
"Stop."
"No, I..." Leon scrunches up his face, his eyes closed tightly. "... I just. I'm... gullible. And stupid, a-and--"
Concerned, Jay gets to his feet. "Leon, please--"
Suddenly, Leon raises a glowing hand. "No," he says firmly.
Jay is thrown backwards into the desk chair, as both he and it cascade into the wall behind him hard enough for his glasses to fly off his face.