Henry tottered in the direction Ginko pushed him. He was content to sit wherever he was placed, but thanks to his brain still being in a fog thicker than any Silent Hill could offer up, his mouth just...didn't stop. For anyone who knew the tree man, this level talkativeness was like spotting a unicorn that east people.

"Two days ago on set, one of our boom mikes broke and we didn't have the time to get a new one. I was asked to say all of my lines more loudly and they all sounded terrible so the director is trying to shove me into a diction class.

"Do you think it would be selfish to suddenly pretend not to know English? I don't think I have an official contract so it doesn't say that I can't."