When the Phantom jerked away from him Gansey pulled his hand back, watching the man with concern. Brow furrowed and lips parted slightly, wanting to say something soothing but not knowing how to approach.

He didn't touch again but he stayed close, looking worried. Wanting to help. Wanting to offer comfort or safety or... something. Truly, if this wasn't the original Phantom, then who was he? And why was he here? All alone.

"I don't want to make you upset."