"Oh no," Guy said, shaking his head vehemently. "No, I'm never giving them the satisfaction of getting used to this. Even if I know I can't fight back - everyone tells me not to do that."

He pressed a few fingers against his chest and then made a gesture like something was flying away, fluttering his fingers.

"Even if my body is stuck here, my spirit - it's going to live back home. That's where it's going to live instead."

He nodded decisively to himself, looking off into the distance a bit, as if there really was a part of himself that could detach and fly off somewhere impossibly far and he was looking at where it had fluttered off to.