I was chosen. For some reason it couldn't be someone else, it had to be me taking the role.

[Prior says it simply, but he drops his head into his hand, rubbing at his temples before going on.]

And I still don't know why or how that makes sense, but it didn't feel like this. If we are important to their plan, they should be showing it. They'd be screaming in our heads. But they're not. Even when we're taken, and tortured, and worse - not one word.