The last time I talked to someone normal for an extended period of time I basically had a panic attack and they had to chase me through the woods. It didn't go well at all. And you know way more than me. I don't think my health benefits cover therapy.

Not that it matters since I'm dying back home, so I won't get to use them. But..

[He shrugs, realizing that he just dropped that on Ben with no warning. He's tied to a chair starving to death, that's fine for casual conversation right?]

Yeah lets get out of here. I don't hear anything out there right now so maybe it gave up. Or is chasing someone else.

[Selfishly he doesn't care which one it is as long as it's not after him]