It's harder for him to believe up here in the daylight, no fear, no real threat, but maybe she's right. Maybe he's just still having a difficult time dealing with what happened to him and his friends. That sort of thinking makes him believe he really does need to see someone in the psych office again, something he isn't looking forward to. Working there every day is a much different experience than actually seeing one of the doctors.

"A memory. A minor... what do people call it? A freak out?" he asks with a small smile.