I can hear you. I know you're looking. Don't lie.

[He pulls his glasses off, discards them on the bed to press his palms into his eyes, trying to create darkness, or at least dim, to distract. But the seal's tight, too tight for only blocking, more like he's trying to keep something in there from escaping.]

I don't know. Yes. Can you do that thing you did last time, where you made everything stop?