Another yes, if only slightly. Siebren has been here before, or somewhere like it - enough to recognize a mental disconnect. Enough to know that if he himself cannot answer questions while out of touch with reality, then he should not expect Caleb to do so either.

He floats a chair over and sets it down next to the couch. He settles into it and lays his hand on the couch, close enough for Caleb to touch if he wanted, but far enough to leave him his space if preferred. "Rest," he says simply. "You may tap my hand if you require anything; I will be here."

He is a patient man when the occasion calls for it. He can wait.