[A huge and undisguised feeling wells up inside him, like a screech, like a huge feral animal clawing at the bars of its cage - oscillating between I WANT TO KILL YOU and I NEED TO DIE. Existing hurt too much. His skin felt too tight and there was nothing to hold all of him in.

He doesn't want to know where Ra-- Miguel is anymore! He doesn't want to know anything! He just wants to be gone.

The connection shuts off suddenly, a metaphorical fist smashing through the brain telephone. Maybe the telepathic link's not on all the time?]