Everything he says adds about a million more things to the list of stuff that Helly just cannot take in. There's not much space for it in her brain, which is an unpleasant thought – as if her mind is smaller somehow, being technically shared. Ugh. Let's not think about that right now.

"Okay." There's no point arguing, but in truth Helly doesn't doubt him. She believes him instantly. After all, all she's ever really known is scary numbers and goats and the Break Room, and she doesn't have to know anything about the outside world to know that those things aren't natural. "Okay. That... that makes sense. We should – talk about that, maybe. If we're supposed to fall in line, we should make sure our stories are straight, right?"