"I was going to go into the cell first. And tell Baby not to let me out while it was in me, no matter what it said. And maybe there'd be time for her to cut it off while it was, like, between hosts? But if not ..." An awkward shrug. "At least you'd be out."

He's got both hands wrapped around the teacup now, fingers tucked close, seeking the warmth. "I mean, I'm in here most of the time anyway."