it might have. Steve keeps the explanations coming by flicking through the pages. Suddenly feeling nervous, as if pleading with them to accept him.

The pages were prepared with a feeling of calm and purpose, at home where he was comfortable and in control, but were now coming across as a nervous validation seeking exercise and a scramble for acceptance. Or so he felt anyway.

I CAN’T EXPLAIN. BUT I’M OK

Jason: That doesn’t make any sense. Once you get bitten, you change. Or so we’ve heard anyway.

Steve just shrugs to say he doesn’t really understand it either and turns to the next page:

I DON’T KNOW WHY. BUT I CAN’T TALK