Re: Call: Misha/Louis
You're sure about that? I have it on good authority that sometimes pushing can be a good thing. [Another shuffle. He's on the couch in the main room of the flat, swathed in the biggest sweater he could find in his closet.] I lost track of myself. I...there is something new, inside me, something that has replaced the thing before it, and this one likes to...please people. [He holds the phone in the crook of his neck and picks up a glass from the table. His voice is shaking.] That's not quite right. It knows what people want. It sees what they want and it reflects those things back at them. It - it frightened my sister. And my brother in law. And I don't think I can see them anymore. [His voice cracks.] I - oh, I'm sorry. I don't think I can see anyone anymore.