Oh thank the horrorterror gods, an asshole. The rest of his hallucinations have just been sad and affectionate. It's about TIME his mind started being a shithead to him. He perks up a little, not quite smiling but at least interested.

The same energy which had formed the Alternian words crackles around Colin's wrists, trying to turn his hands around so that the engineer is flipping himself off. It's not the strongest effort, so Colin can probably fight against it easy if he wants.

Alas, the bio-goggles attached to his face act as effective psionic blockers beyond a range of his own body. He can't pump out his usual strength. It's a tragedy, really, that he can't force other people to make rude gestures at themselves.