Normally, he'd smile at that description and be like, note to self, meet Klaus! But there's too much to process, and he's pretty sure if Bash wasn't holding his hair, he'd want to wander right into some horrible, floaty, dissociation just to escape having to think about any of this at all.

"Bash..." He hates that he's even going to ask this, because it's so selfish, and he shouldn't be diving right into self pity when so many people are probably hurting now, but-- "Why me? Why does this keep-- it keeps fucking happening, I can't-- can't keep my head, like I'm just... I dunno."

Not built to be his own person or something.