★Atom grips your hand tightly, as if he was afraid you could run away again, 'he' tilts his head to nuzzle against your hand, a worm coming outside of the jagged edges of the broken helmet, to wrap around your thumb, in an almost affectionate way.

★His grip tightens around your wrist, holding your hand in place.

"You have no choice but to like me, and do not ever think of escaping, I will hunt you, I will find you, and will start all over again."