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He calmed a little more at the other man's words and subsequent affection, responding by leaning further into his warmth. He was surprised to hear that Alarian was plagued by a similar problem. He touched his nose to the other male's jaw, offering comfort in return and assurance that he had gotten himself back under control. It's very frustrating, he comiserated, moving his nose along Alarians jaw. Not being able to remember. It made him feel like he didn't have full control, something that the beast had trouble accepting; he needed control. Midar couldn't even remember how he had obtained his head injury, so he couldn't even seek anyone out to make them pay; he wondered if it was like that for the other man too.