[Bruce sent himself away, more or less. Even that hadn't worked.]

It's a big problem, but I don't know how to make it impersonal. I can't talk to him, it's not like-- like we have a phone line. [Sometimes he gets flashes of memory, but they're more horrific than helpful.]

And he's not exactly the brightest crayon in the box. There's maybe a five year old's level of cognition there. It's like he's never heard of direct objects.