York feels the hard pressure and he swears he shorts out for a moment as his programming conflicts about it. It felt good, but this kind of pressure was related to bad things he had already experienced. His nails dig in harder, and he's not certain (or maybe doesn't care in this moment) if he's hurting Lauri-Ell or not.

York tucked his face against her shoulder, heaving air in and out of his system despite not needing to breathe. "My will wants to be back in my actual body," he whispers, voice muffled.