Ivar's a damn turtle compared with everyone else moving, so he gets there just in time for all the fun to go down. The teenage Viking has go no experience with freaky mutant powers, and this place hasn't yet prepared him for them. So when everything starts to go shaped like a rambutan fruit, he is so not ready to deal with all the psychic backlash about to occur.
When the pretty rainbows die down, he starts feeling things. Emotions that he soon realizes aren't his. He doesn't like this. He really doesn't like this. Ivar's a born psychopath by both nature and nurture, so suddenly being exposed to the different ways that people are feeling is freaking him out badly. He mostly runs on sheer rage and spite himself, so feeling all this? Not great.
He just sort of glares at anyone who comes near, using his free hand to massage his aching temples. "Stop that," he orders, even if the other person isn't really doing anything at all.
Ivar | OTA
When the pretty rainbows die down, he starts feeling things. Emotions that he soon realizes aren't his. He doesn't like this. He really doesn't like this. Ivar's a born psychopath by both nature and nurture, so suddenly being exposed to the different ways that people are feeling is freaking him out badly. He mostly runs on sheer rage and spite himself, so feeling all this? Not great.
He just sort of glares at anyone who comes near, using his free hand to massage his aching temples. "Stop that," he orders, even if the other person isn't really doing anything at all.