[ He pulls the blanket around his shoulders a little tighter. ]

Let's see...I mean, I ate about four or five people. And yet, somehow, that seems more realistic than my apparently real life where I don't have family and a psychiatrist also fed me people - cooked, this time- and now I'm on a magic spaceship to...to become a better person or something.

[ Is he starting to sound a little hysterical? Maybe a bit. ]