[ A sigh and a long pause before it just comes rushing out of him. ]

It smells, okay? It's uncomfortably packed in here; it's boring; I'm restless; I'm lonely; I'm underfed, but that's fine, because I'm still being fed, it's just not as high a caloric intake as I'm used to; my ass hurts from sitting; my head hurts from the smell; my body hurts from not eating enough; I'm tired because I can't sleep well; and I've got a headache and I'm a little dizzy. I miss you, Hermann. I am not fine. I haven't been this far away from you for this long in forever and it's--

Even without the Drift, even without being in love with you, you're such a huge part of my life. I keep trying to talk to you and you're not here and I'm such a dumb freak because we've been here how long now? And I still keep trying to talk to you.