So he does have some sense, that's a relief.

"Did you run into any of the ones that spit acid? Nasty little beasts."

"He's pushed himself too hard, I think," Annabelle replies with a shake of her head. "He was explaining things and then he just fell over." Admittedly, he was explaining things using his psychic abilities, but whatever.

Annabelle has an entire lexicon of cranky faces. The one she's wearing now is Cranky Face There are People Who Desperately Deserve a Knee Somewhere Painful and There is No Chance of Me Getting to Deliver It.