You--the "Doctor" you was convinced I was human. I had to see that your mind wasn't ruined by an experiment or worse--some alien influence or hypnosis from back home. But I knew any explanation I gave about what I was going to do would get me even more questions and delay me further. I had to see. Your life was at uncertain risk and I was only thinking about you.

You need to understand that I wasn't going to touch or alter any of your memories. They served as a guideline for me. If I could find a memory where our paths crossed, then I knew I could find you in there. [He looks away for a moment, remembering what he saw.] I've never seen anything like it. Your mind was nearly hollow, fragments clinging together to form the fiction the Plane had created for you. How was I supposed to explain that to you with the way you were? You had a hard enough time accepting poor Norm had any kind of ability that wasn't grade-A human.