The jitters in full swing, Barrow has been successfully confined to the infirmary's side room, where he paces like a captive lion, periodically stopping to scratch at his torso and arms. He's quick to look up when a visitor arrives, but any warmth that might normally light his expression at the sight of Mobius is replaced by a wary, animalistic stare. He doesn't speak right away-- it's difficult to do so spontaneously, with the way tremors overtake him when trying to make refined movements.