[It's taking a looooot of self restraint to not toss the tablet away.]
That's not how it works! [He suddenly barks at her after a bit of silence, but it weirdly feels like it's not personal, like he just needs to yell at somebody, because now it looks like he's muttering to himself.] Actual cabin fever doesn't...do this...
[Even in the most extreme case, when he was trying not to lose his mind or stop thinking while imprisoned...they happened, surely, but not like this. Maybe he'd hear someone's voice when it was actually a whale song, or his mind would drift for awhile and he could almost feel the sun's rays again for a few seconds...but none of them felt this real. Not like this.]
... [He clears his throat and tries to actually answer her question, sort of.] ...Perhaps.
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That's not how it works! [He suddenly barks at her after a bit of silence, but it weirdly feels like it's not personal, like he just needs to yell at somebody, because now it looks like he's muttering to himself.] Actual cabin fever doesn't...do this...
[Even in the most extreme case, when he was trying not to lose his mind or stop thinking while imprisoned...they happened, surely, but not like this. Maybe he'd hear someone's voice when it was actually a whale song, or his mind would drift for awhile and he could almost feel the sun's rays again for a few seconds...but none of them felt this real. Not like this.]
... [He clears his throat and tries to actually answer her question, sort of.] ...Perhaps.