Ken's waving hand causes him to blink again, and he shook his head quickly to rid it of its lingering grogginess. He didn't feel like he'd lose consciousness again, but he definitely still looked tired, eyes half lidded, staring at a spot on the wall across from him.

He was silent for a few seconds, but then he shook his head again, this time looking resigned, apologetic.

"Every time I tried to speak a word about what I knew, I couldn't."

He reached up, a hand to his throat, frowning.