He wanted to believe her. He really did. Even if he was trapped someplace new, he would at least be experiencing things in his own body, not surrounded by some fantasy that wasn't even taking place.

But he just couldn't - not as long as she stood before him in that gray skin. There were no trolls, and to try and get him to believe this story while she still looked like one would just be an exercise in futility.

"Sorry for whatever all's happened, sis. But I just can't get my motherfuckin' belief on for none of this. At some point you'll get to be understanding things too."