[ The rain shouldn't sting at his skin, surely. But he's only human at the end of the day, and the physical manifestation of their emotions are still all too real. Red squeezes at his eyes for both the wet and and it coming down, gasps, but lets his own heat die with it coming down. Lets the rain fill between a silence needed to give the both of them room to breathe.

He won't apologise. The man might not have liked it, to be lulled into a sleep without his consent, but that would be saying that Gengar was wrong. When right now--he felt like it was the best choice. Even if he can't give the full reasons why, the one before them was enough. ]

...She put you to sleep to stop you. After that, you couldn't have stopped reacting and she ate your dream to calm you down. [ So he took from her munching animations and tongue waving. It's the amount of a picture he's had, not much changed since then described to someone who couldn't even articulate words. ] All you need is some food and rest and you'll be fine.