"Yeah, I'm... really suspecting that, too." The feeling is getting stronger. The only time he's ever experienced something similar was when, early on, he'd been separated from Batman while fighting Poison Ivy and she'd used one of her toxins to incapacitate him. But that had made him feel hazy, almost sleepy. This, it's like he's hyper-aware of everything around him... but that there's almost this drive that keeps creeping into his thoughts every time he tries to distract himself.

Without really thinking, he reaches up to touch Eggsy's shoulder, his hand slipping up to the back of his neck. Despite this, he tries to keep his breathing calm and steady, to focus on his words. He's trained for... Well, for other kinds of mind control. Not exactly for this. Still.

"I can... probably fight it," he says carefully, "but if this won't hurt us, if it just wants us to fuck... I... I don't know if I want to. To fight it."