[ Oh, Christ give him strength. Kieren looks as if he's about to pass out from the sheer stress and mortification. His eyes close for a moment as he openly winces. Zombie puberty... ]

No, no— christ— it's— [ How the hell does he put this. ] I'm not supposed to eat anything. Ever. Food's toxic to people like me. Only— only I know I can eat brains because that's what I ate when I first came back. But then I didn't, because I was different when I first came back, and then I got medicated and now—

[ Well. Now he doesn't know, anymore. He's shit at explaining this. ]

Uh... yeah. Last month? I had a dream I was a... deer.

[ Which is... really fucking weird for him. ]