A little nod, and he takes a sip of tea before setting the cup aside on the little table nearby.

"As soon as I woke, and thou saidst-- no, Thomas said he was not thee," he gives her a quick searching look, as if he's still unsure whether he should say what's been eating at him for days. "I could see it was so. It was thy body, but there were things I could see that spoke... not of Susan. And I keep thinking, how is it I could see that so easily but-- at Corbenic I could not see that Gwen wasn't Gwen?"

He has to look away, because even saying it out loud pains him.