Oh, well, at least she's used to it? He cringes slightly at her distressed confusion, wondering how he can make her understand without frightening her, and how much time he has left before-

She convulses sharply and he immediately reaches out to catch her; no sooner has he done so than he realizes that Fred is gone. Her body is pale and blue once again.

He continues holding her, too stunned and demoralized to let go.

"This is not your body," he says quietly, anger stirring beneath shock. "It isn't yours."