"Doesn't hurt at all, promise. Just a sort of weird tingle thing, like a small current or your foot going to sleep." No head explode, very important.
He places another item onto the coffee table, a sort of display monitor, then he sits down on the table next to it. "It's not an interrogation type of device, not like a lie detector. We're going to talk, and it's going to monitor. It's a bit psychic."