[ Good. That was how he'd meant to make him feel, not to keep him on edge but to make him actually think for himself. He'd lost his identity - fine - then he had to be reintroduced to who he was, whether he liked what he found or not. ]

I thought it might be because you're still proving a point. That you live like this to prove that you can. Do you know what you tell the world, here, Peter?

[ He ate the last mouthful of his pancakes, then set the dish on top of the television. ]

You tell them that you're not special, and that you don't want to be. The smaller the box you put yourself in, the closer you get to the smallest box of all. You're happy being nobody.