"It's you…" Elijah's face lost all its derision. He could recognize this voice from that call Crevan made to him. He also figured this person was responsible for his state. If he wanted answers, then he should get a pinch of this child's trust.
His serious personality returned as he moved to sit on the bed again. He left the pillow on the woman's head, however. In a more natural and nonchalant tone, Elijah regarded Crevan. "I thought you only sounded like a child. I didn't realize you were one."
"I'm not a real child. This form you see now is a mishap. De-aging one's self is more complicated than I realize. No matter, let's talk about you." Crevan removed his big lab gown before climbing the bed. After all, he would have gotten caught up in it. "Your limiters broke last night, and your primal drive caused damage to your psyche. What was the last thing you remember?"