"So what does it really feel like?" Hanbin asks as he tears handfuls of grass out of the earth. His Interest and Nosiness were like calm waves, slowly rolling off his shoulders.

"Hm?"

"You ing heard me dude. Just answer," Hanbin demands as he throws grass at Bobby's face.

Bobby just laughs. He does push himself up though. His head cushioned on his hand, his body turned towards Hanbin. His own lavender Playfulness circles his head, almost like a halo.

Saint Bobby against Demon Child Hanbin.

"Mmm, I don't know man. Like everyone feels a ton of right? But some stand out...others don't? There is obviously the colors but they sometimes change?"

Hanbin just stares at Bobby.

"That was the ing stupidest thing I've ever heard."

"Hey!"

Hanbin throws his head back and laughs. Buttery yellow Happiness oozes down his chest, clumps landing in his lap. Bobby looks away. Hanbin's exposed throat too much too handle.

After Hanbin stops, he looks at Bobby. Intrigue takes over.

Bobby still can't look at Hanbin. His own emotions pulse wildly around him, like his heart.

"Let's do an experiment then," Hanbin suggests as he continues to stare.

"What kind of experiment?" Bobby questions, finally looking up.

"To test your powers ," Hanbin states, as if it was the most apparent thing in the world.

"What do you have in mind?" Bobby's Cautiousness starts to rumble awake. It could get weird, at least for Hanbin.

"Well, I'll feel something and then you use your stuff to describe it," Hanbin explains, wiggling his fingers when he says stuff.