You're Finding It Hard To Focus Too...

The moment you nodded, agreeing to what the duo had planned, Talia shot up from her seat and ran upstairs, leaving you and Izzy alone. "Eager, isn't she?" Izzy muttered after a few seconds, squeezing the bulge she had cupped in one hand. "Dammit, it's because of this..."

"Can you not squeeze so hard?" You grunted, feeling a bit more pained than just a few moments prior. "Did you hear me? Iz-"

"I'm not deaf." Izzy interrupted, pulling her hand away and sighing. "Mind if I ask a HUGE favor?"

"Depends."

"You can fiddle with my curse shit, right?"

"According to Tori."

"Cool, cool. Make me channel you." Izzy said, staring into your eyes. "Like with you and Tori, where you share control or whatever."

"Huh? Why would-"

"Just do it. You'll end up getting the answer then, right?"

"That's true, but..." You muttered, feeling a bit uncomfortable with how close Izzy was getting.

"I just have a condition." Izzy said, raising her finger in the air. "I control what we'll look like, you get zero input."

"Why?"

"Make me channel you. You'll get all the answers." Izzy grumbled. "Fair warning though... I'm a LOT. Like, even if we're sharing the steering wheel, I might snatch it every now and then."

"That's... it didn't really work like that with Tori. When I was Peri." You muttered, getting a confused look from Izzy. "It wasn't 'sharing the wheel', it was like... I guess there was only one driver. Like mixing sugar and water together, I guess. And you're talking more... oil and water. You get it?"

"Really? That's never happened with Talia..." Izzy mumbled, looking down at the table for a split-second. "Look, I don't care about how it happens or whatever analogies you've got. Make me channel you. And make sure we BOTH get control. However this is actually supposed to work..."