[SHIVER SHIVER SHIVER FLUSH SHIVER]
Leif (thinking): I haven’t even seen him get up, but at any moment, he could strike . . .
Leif: Aaaaaugh I’m sorry I’m so sorry please don’t murder me!
[No vision implants, just hallucinations]
Kale: Oh, for — Stop panicking! I don’t even know what you’re doing, and I don’t care enough to murder you for it!
Besides, if you really think I’m likely to kill you, why haven’t you requested a transfer out of here?
Leif: . . . this is a prison cell.
Kale: Sure, and they could put you in a different prison cell.