"There's one --"

His voice cuts off as a shiver goes through him; it's a moment before he can continue.



"She's called Meg. She knew me from before. From ... there was one time ..." He shakes his head. "It's not important. But she hated me, after that. And when they first ... when they took me from here, she was in charge of that. And of ... getting me to cooperate, early on. When I was still ..."

Again he trails off, without seeming to realize he's done so.