You’re slightly alarmed when you find the door open, worried something might have happened to Al—but you realize he probably recalled your aversion to drawing attention to yourself by knocking, and force yourself to settle down.
Pulling the door just a bit more open, you slide inside and close it behind you with a faint click.
You almost want to open it back up again; the moment you’ve closed it, a claustrophobic feeling sets in and you fidget uncomfortably.
You wonder if he’ll recognize you—you’re a man again after all. But wait, he has another Eridan he knows, probably more of a man than you are and you almost wish you were still in a woman’s body so you could be more different from that one.
Standing up, you stretch and wave. “Hullo, luv.”
This time you’re prepared for his emotions when you hug him. “Nice to have fun while we’re both normal, yeah?”
He looks…tired. And he feels like screaming static and muffled broadcast systems malfunctions. You kind of just want to cuddle him better, but cuddles only go so far with emotions.