I - [Eric fumbles momentarily with the scroll - it seems to be caught on the whip hanging looped around his belt - and then does so.]

He's - it's like Ambrosine's story, I - [cannot show alarm or terror because Arthur is hanging by a thread, better instead to swallow hard and clench his jaw and repress, repress, repress....] If he can move his very self into them, then... is it possession, or is it - ay, this is not the best time to be debating metaphysics....