See, humans have always seemed pretty predictable to me so it seems like your head computer thing was already kind of off.

[He really doesn't consider himself human anymore. And considering he kind of had a bunch of people buy into him like a cult leader he's just... not going to say anything about the drugging. His bite is a little like a drug, when people were desperate to not be afraid of the zombies anymore. Everyone goes through their phases, right? Right.]

[To his credit, if you were told a bunch of rich men had no intention of using you to help anyone else and just wanted to use you as a blood bag, it might make you a little crazy too.]

So. How did you deal with your little brain friend?