Jonas retreated to the bench-slash-bunk and sat down, curling his body away from Wanda's intrusion into his cell. "[I said the premise was stupid. It still is.]"

What would it take to make her go away? He did not want to talk about this. He did not even want to think about this.

"[I don't want to talk about it,]" he said, barely noticing that contractions had somehow slipped into his speech. "[This is stupid.]"