Rashad's brow contracts almost painfully tight as he tries to make sense of the claim. An accident. Not a deliberate confrontation. He is unsure whether he does believe it, but he has no context within which to place the claim. "I do not know if I believe it," he admits.

Perhaps this Daniel also lacks such context. Perhaps -- perhaps indeed this encounter is not Daniel's doing at all, but that of the Rift. He must be brave. NO. He must be impassive, must take control of himself. "You do not know me," he says, attempting to ground himself with a truth that is more reassuring than it should be -- he should not be a despised thing, and yet he is. "Is this -- have you only now arrived here? Do you know where you are?"