Visions C1Psimon didn't feel any better by the next morning, in fact, he felt worse. Not just from nightmares but from lack of sleep which also made him irritable and not so focused which caused his mind to wander. He couldn't prevent himself from yawning which caught the attention of the others in the van.
"Hey, man, you sure you're feeling okay?" Icicle Jr wanted to know, poking his head around the front passenger seat to get a better look at the telepath. "Cuz you don't look so hot."
Psimon glared at him, looking ready to snap off the younger man's head. "I am fine." he insisted shortly.
"Fine," the ice themed boy said, putting up his hands in a way that said he hadn't meant any offense. "Don't go postal, man, I was just asking a question."
"You should be focusing more on things that concern you," Psimon snapped, folding his arms and glaring darkly at his companion.
"Okay, sorry, sorry!" Icicle looked away. "Dude, what's your boyfriend's deal?" he asked, looking right at Devastation who was d