"What do you suggest I do, then, Sydney? Never use it? Go back on the mood stabilizers? Because I'm not doing that. I'm not. Not when I could be sent back at any moment and need Spirit to find you."
He turned away from her, back to the countertop where he leaned over it, shaking a little.
"You shouldn't have married me. You shouldn't have said yes. Because Spirit's going to drive me mad, Sydney. It does everyone, eventually."