"They already has!" he says, nearly shouting it. "The being doing this has already gotten in my head-- again and again. They tried to make me kill your father-- the man I love! They's tried to kill me, filling my head with pleasant distractions and horrific ones so I wouldn't notice that I was suffocating on toxins-- and they's done it you, too! They's done it to all of us!"

He hunches in on himself, burying his face in his hands. "They's trying to do it now," he continues, now running his hands up to take up great fistfuls of hair. "I've had to fight the damn thing every day, every hour, every minute since I woke up in Jinnjar and realized that my life here was a fucking lie!"