Like what, Daisy? Nobody knew for a reason; they didn't want you to.

[He says it tiredly, because the memory of struggling like a fly in a web still sits heavy behind his eyes. Really, it had to happen. It was gonna no matter what anyone did, not until they dropped the curtain enough to take him over and use him in such a drastic way; to say he felt used in some way would be an understatement.]

You look like you're about to fall over. And I'm not exactly good company right now.

Unless you like someone having a neverending mental breakdown in slow motion.