[Jacob's ability to make people hallucinate exactly what he wanted them to can't really be explained by drugs either. Maybe with a few years removed between being in Jacob's custody Pratt could rationally think about what the hell was actually going on, but he's definitely not at that point yet. He's only been 'free' for a week at most.

And then promptly died while screaming out prayers so - things sure didn't get much better for him.

But this... this place is good. He's been here twenty minutes so it could still turn into a nightmare, but right now? This is fucking fantastic.]

The movie with the schoolkids that all killed each other? Okay but like.. it was optional? I can just.. stay here and not do that?

[He's finally stopped shoveling food into his face like a starving wolverine, and is sitting there nursing his coffee. Almost looking like a normal person, if not for his mannerisms that are just a little off. Slightly too quick or too slow, like he's not used to the speed or gravity of reality.

And so long as no one looks at his eyes he might be able to pretend to be okay for at least three minutes.]

But no one tried you kill you right? I could stay here. Hide.

[Like a coward.]

Not hiding just.. tactically.. biding my time.