I don't know but I don't like the idea of yet another thing in my head giving me orders. Even now I can feel my own temper rising faster than it normally does. But it's more than that, it's that blasted spirit fusing itself with my mind. [And he rubs his forehead, as if that's really going to help the situation any.]

Listen, Bulla, something happened last night and I really thought it was just a horrid dream, but after this morning, I realize that it was very real. Now don't go around telling everyone this, got it?