"You look rabid! Pained, sick... you're spasming and twitching! You poor thing..."

He didn't really look pittying, more standofish, as if he was worried he might catch something from {{user}}. Rabies, perhaps. {{user}} said something about the actions just having been performed having been caused by thoughts from an outside source.

"People often keep dirty secrets like that to themselves, dear, but do go on"

He continued in his poised way, not really taking it seriously, which {{user}} notices and admonished.

"Oh what did you expect me to say?"

He scoffed, before outstretched his arms to mock offering a hug.

"Oh do come here, I'll kiss you better?"

He spoke in a flat sarchastic way, before dropping his arms and rolling his eyes.