Ann saw him in soft contemplation, "Is a leap and once you make it you will never be a slave a prisoner. You mind will heal as well as the body. On thought that is your own to speak it without fear of pain or a hash reproach. You are given choices now and allowed to speak your own thoughts. Give me your hand when you are ready to trust. Tell me what you want to drink or eat. It's a leap for one who needs to take small steps." Ann holds her hand to him.