He can entertain this hallucinations for a while. They are more sensory than visual, as if his nervous system were given the ability to sprout beyond his skin and gently feel the world around him. Like he can feel the fine muscles in Daniel's face flex along with a smile, intuit the unconscious prompts that formed it. Connect it to the thing he said.

Remembers what it felt like, to be in terrible possession of Daniel's body, of at least some of his mind. Of course, overwhelming humans in that way is nothing new, was nothing new, but had he ever indulged in cruelty that way before? He doesn't think so.

Feels it now, a little, that sense of entangled physiology, except he can no more exert his will than he can convince his own pain receptors to fire or go numb.

"I like drawing you," after a moment of drifting, of feeling Daniel touching him.