He had to say it, didn't it? Eli's whole body shuddered at the mere phrase because it was a scary one. To have everything taken away - or at least next to nothing. It scared him because he was a man who prized his mind, his ability to rationalize, to think, and yes, even feel - but for that to be gone...it was almost too much. And even before the bodies of the Kissed were reanimated they had to kept somewhere, not dead, but not alive either.
"And I would agree to your conclusion," he said staring at the thing in the chair. As much as he didn't want to look at it, he couldn't look away. Eli was staring right down at his greatest fear and any sort of greater mode of thought sort of went away. Right now his main concern was to keep himself together and let himself be fueled by some sort curiosity because people were afraid of things he didn't understand. Right now he had his worst fear in front of him and he could take it apart, figure out how it worked, start to understand it.
"Do you suppose anyone would be against a more thorough dissection?" He said finally, the words sort of slipping from him.