[Responding to her body language, he settles himself more comfortably. He starts to nod, then catches himself and slowly shakes his head. It's coming back to him a little now, how little control he has, and it's scaring him again.

His thoughts are coalescing a little from the blur of emotion into a tumble of images and words: Rapture, a man with a--a what?--telling him to kill, would you kindly, and then _{where am I? I want out I want to go home let me go let me go let me go.}]