He's not going to trust me either. Not unless he understands.

[Tyrannus knows himself. Remembers what he used to be like, even if he doesn't know how to be that way again.]

However.

[He watches Hawk reel and turn around swiftly to look for another exit, then steps forward so that when Hawk keels over backwards, he lands in Tyrannus's arms.]

He's also spent... two weeks in the cells. Give or take.

[Sixteen days, five hours, thirty-seven minutes. Tyrannus remembers.]