He flinches a bit, but doesn't actively pull away and manages to keep himself under control, at least as far as lashing out is concerned. Fuck, why now? Why here?

He rubs at the back of his neck and curses Epsilon. Times like this, is goddam feels like the AI is still there.

"Not- it's not your fault. Flashbacks." That's the best way he can describe it without going into detail.