"Well, it's a lot easier when people actually listen to me," he says, thinking of that memory of his that got passed around, of Jack manipulating him after the Angelmaker case. "I'm not worried about that, here, anymore. But yeah, if I'm alone for it, it's a quiet, slow sort of implosion. A sign of problems would be- not me closing my eyes and focusing, but jerking out of it, looking like I don't know what's going on."

Hopefully that'll help her determine whether to pull him, and might help for the future. He's more willing to tell her things like this straight out because she doesn't argue it with him or thinks she knows better, what's going on.

"As for pleasing you-" He smiles a little bitterly, and shakes his head. "I'm really not that selfless anymore. I do want you to get your Deal, but that's supposed to be good for me, too. And Malcolm..." He looks down again, at the floor this time, before his gaze comes back up to rest on her shoulder. "I'd like to get to know his world a little better, compare it to mine. I know they're not the same, but it's hard not to assume that sometimes."