Date: 2009-07-20 04:16 pm (UTC)
Owen shoves his hands in his pockets. "I don't know what I'm doing here. In this place I'm like a patient who needs help, when frankly what I just want to do is - go off and cut up a stiff, or something. Something I actually know how to do."

Nikola's situation makes him realise just how stuck he is. He feels like kicking something in frustration, and if the room had belonged to anyone other than Nikola Tesla, he probably would have done, too.
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