He couldn't imagine much worse than the way that the bond choked him when it was hitting him full force. Even now, he felt it warm and pulsing at the back of his mind, a constant presence despite all he was doing to ignore it. It felt like he was about to overheat at any moment if he paid too much attention to it or worse... he'd go back to being unable to breathe.

He snorted and kept his eyes closed, pretending like he could sleep but unwilling to let his guard down that much. Instead, he slid his arms under the jacket and his head to increase the firmness of his 'pillow.'

"We've survived isolation before," he said simply, as if it were just that easy. His fingers flexed and brushed against Sam's arm on the other side of the jacket. That too was just that easy. "If this doesn't dig any deeper, we'll just... have to avoid contact or something. It can't get worse that way, right?"

He opened one eye and peered at Sam. "Right?" He was showing his ignorance on bonds because he had no idea how to stop or even start the process.