"A handler is not a keeper."

He stayed where he was, relaxed in the bed and letting his sense tell him that he was home, even if he didn't consciously remember it.

"It wasn't his right to decide to keep my life from me. Or to tell you to help him keep it from me. I don't know what tape you mean, but I am still an adult and he didn't have the right to take that from me. To leave me completely alone."

He had spent over a month awake, alone.