[He turns towards Kavinsky's voice, but his pupils are already dilating, he's already hazy and losing focus. He's not entirely sure what K just asked him. A cigarette? Does he have one? No. Does he want one?
Billy is shaking his head but he's already turning. Shit. Shit, this stuff is-
He stares up and around. It's like magic, it's like his magic, and he just breathes in and out and in and out until he spots the blonde. He forgets about Kavinsky.
Sorry, Kavinsky. Billy is moving.]
Wait.
[The question is if he's moving in real life. He thinks he might be suspended in molasses.]
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Billy is shaking his head but he's already turning. Shit. Shit, this stuff is-
He stares up and around. It's like magic, it's like his magic, and he just breathes in and out and in and out until he spots the blonde. He forgets about Kavinsky.
Sorry, Kavinsky. Billy is moving.]
Wait.
[The question is if he's moving in real life. He thinks he might be suspended in molasses.]