Equius said nothing as he held Gamzee against the wall by his head, his upper lip curled back from his teeth, which were no longer broken in his dream incarnation, though his horn still was. He squeezed his fingers down into Gamzee's skull until he fancied he could feel the bones starting to creak, then leaned his weight on the heel of his hand and looked under his arm at the highblood's face, or at least what he could see of it. He wasn't fighting back. Not like the subbjuglator persona would.

"What are you doing here?" Equius hissed, easing his grip only enough that he wasn't about to crush Gamzee's skull. Of all the people to appear in his bubble after this long, why did it have to be Gamzee?