"Wait!" Manipulation reached out to stop them, blue tipped fingers stopping mere inches from the other's shoulder. Paranoia stopped but didn't turn around. "Are you ok?" Manipulation's hand still hovered just above Paranoia's shoulder, not wanting to make contact if it was unwelcomed. Also he wanted all decisions to be their own, this is the last person he wanted to use his new powers on.
"I just... you have to swear not to laugh...or tell anyone else. Manipulation hand dropped back to his side.
"Look, I know we all tease each other" he got in front of Paranoia and crouched a bit to meet their down turned eyes. As soon as their eyes met, Manipulation continued "I would never laugh at something that is clearly upsetting you".

Paranoia broke eye contact as they stood there for a moment and considered their options. They could push past Manipulation fairly easy, and he most likely wouldn't follow. The other sides considered Paranoia pretty intimidating, and for good reason. They could go back to their room, and hope they could calm down on their own enough to sleep. Or. Or they could try to open up a bit and let someone in. When Paranoia broke eye contact to think things through, Manipulation stood back up all the way to give them some space. "This is so stupid" Paranoia sighed to themself and blurted it out before they could loose their nerve. "I had a nightmare...a worse one than normal. And I just.."
"Didn't want to be alone." Manipulation finished the other's sentence.
"Yeah"
"Well...If you still want to...talk or whatever..." he let his sentence trail off.
"Yeah, I guess,"
"Ok
They both made their way into Manipulation's room. The room was pretty bare, but Manipulation always was a bit of a minimalist, a trait that carried over from before the switch. There wasn't really anywhere to sit other than the floor and the bed. They stood there awkwardly for a moment before Manipulation's face lit up a bit as he remembered something. He went over to his closet and pulled out a folding chair. "Go ahead and sit on the bed if you want, it'll be more comfortable than the chair."
"Ok, thanks...I guess." Paranoia sat awkwardly on the edge of the bed as Manipulation set up the chair a few feet away.
"So..." Manipulation started fiddling with the buttons on his sleeve.
"So..." Paranoia hadn't thought this far ahead and suddenly realized that they didn't exactly know what to talk about.