Capa accepted the hand and stumbled back over to the control panel he had been at before. It wasn't going to do him much good, but he had to try. It just blinked at him, mockingly, as if saying that he wasn't going to ever understand it. Capa wasn't good with different computer systems. He knew the ones he used. But this was not at all what he expected.

"You might as well let him do something," he told John gently. "The stinging of that disinfectant will give you a bit of a jolt." It woke him up for a while, as he could still feel it in his head.