[ His anxiety spikes and it needles at his skin. ] What do you mean this shit doesn't happen on purpose? You'd know if you made something, right? [ Ronan is chipping away at his reality without hesitation and it's dizzying. ]

[ Mentally, he's scrambling to keep his thoughts from venturing too far. The look on his face gives him away, especially his eyes. ]

What's your plan? How is this all going to work? You tell him that you just found me?