"No idea." He glances up, shrugs, and his expression makes it seem like it's not as big of a deal as it actually is. "But they've already taken my voice and made me hallucinate my mom, so at this point, nothing is a fucking surprise."

He nods, then, glad that Ned agrees. All this shit aside, maybe they can continue on their way to becoming friends. "Yeah, that's another thing," Galen says lightly, now reaching up to rake a hand back through his short hair. "I figured you'd get the whole 'can't help it, still feel like shit' thing. Not that these are really comparable, but -- you know what I mean." Like the thing about the lack of instructions, Ned gets it.