[He winces a little, aware of the problem. He reins his wavelength back awkwardly, putting some distance between his soul and Bakura's, trying to find some sense of balance without the familiar presence of Aion's wavelength supporting his own. In comparison, Bakura's feels small and almost frail.
He takes a deep breath and tries to relax. He's not going to think about Aion and how hard it is to resonate with someone else. His determination to do this is still strong, but after Bakura's slight rebuke, he tinted with more than a little hesitancy.]
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He takes a deep breath and tries to relax. He's not going to think about Aion and how hard it is to resonate with someone else. His determination to do this is still strong, but after Bakura's slight rebuke, he tinted with more than a little hesitancy.]
...Better?