[He follows the motion. It helps a little, but not as much as it should. A knife in her belt is still a knife right in reach. And sure, his logical mind doesn't believe she would hurt him. His logical mind knows that glowing eyes haven't imparted him with any desire to harm people, and that Natasha's likely the same. But after a week of paranoia, a few days of Al's (and then Ed's) clanking in his ear, and the tension of waiting for anomalies with such a large travel group, his stress is tied into him like a knot. He can't trust yet. Tonight's not over yet.]

If you've read up on old posts as much as you say you have, you know we can't trust our perceptions, and that this isn't the first time anyone's ever felt like time is acting weird. Besides, my thing was jumping through time, not stopping it.

[The only person he knows who could is Homura, and she did nothing weird before it started. It's not really why he asked. Something like this needs a reason, but he doesn't remotely know what it is.]

And yeah, I have. Most of my group got the new headlights installed, but then I ran into Jim. You remember the eyes that kept plastering themselves everywhere during the static? He had them. He tried to kill me.