[ that thermos he was holding drops to the floor. hopefully it's not a material that'd shatter, but at the moment, he can't think beyond what he just felt. that pain, that feeling of infectious nothingness. even if he's fine after, even if he's put together again... there isn't that nirvana or enlightenment. he freezes and looks her ]

What...?

[ he hasn't yet realized what he nudged to cause that ]