Our chief weapons are: the Colbert Bump, putting people On Notice…
Stephen (telepathy): Jon! Can you hear me?
Stephen (telepathy): No, you idiot, don’t react! Just think at me. I’ll read your mind.
Jon (thinking): Stephen, is that you?
Stephen (telepathy): And don’t look at me! Geez, you would make a horrible secret agent.
I’m gonna get us out of here, okay? Just close your eyes and trust me.
Jon (thinking): Why does that phrase not feel safe coming from you?
Stephen (telepathy): Would you rather I leave you behind?
Jon (thinking): Listen, maybe it’ll be okay. They’ve put us under a rotating guard, but it looks pretty perfunctory. Like they don’t think we’re all that dangerous. And whatever they’re planning to do, it isn’t killing us. They could have done that already.
Stephen (telepathy): And you think death is the worst thing they can do? They’re Catholics, Jon. Two words: Nobody expects the…
Jon (thinking): That’s three — Oh. Uh.