A deluded, raving madman? That doesn't sound like me at all! Either you're in on this whole thing and having one big laugh or you're mistaking me with someone else entirely.

[Nathan throws his hands up.]

Hey, maybe you're just so blinded by how utterly handsome I am that your memory's gone a bit fuzzy. There's no shame in it.

[When Enoch goes on to explain more about the Tower, his grin fades into something more like honest confusion.]

Animus? Like that cartoon shit that overweight bastards with no self-respect wank themselves off to? I think that's called anime.

[And, wait, note? There was a note? Nathan had definitely been too preoccupied with his new and improved jumpsuit to bother reading any scraps of paper left at his bedside.]