Numbers remains silent as Teddy explains, his expression unreadable. It seems that his default expression, outside of polite conversation, is a deep-set scowl. He doesn't really know all that much about epilepsy. He remembers being debriefed on a target once, being told that the man's son had epilepsy, something about flashing lights? No more information other than that. The only medical knowledge he bothered to internalize was the multitude of methods in which to kill or maim someone, depending on the situation or purpose of said killing or maiming.
When Teddy is done speaking, he leans down and reaches out a hand to help them up. If they were managing their epilepsy with medication, why would they have fallen over? And why, immediately, after Numbers himself had received some sort of vision that caused him to double over onto the ground in sheer panic?
But he doesn't want to admit that so easily. So instead, he tries to prod for information indirectly.
"Do you usually see anything when you're having a seizure?" he asks.
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When Teddy is done speaking, he leans down and reaches out a hand to help them up. If they were managing their epilepsy with medication, why would they have fallen over? And why, immediately, after Numbers himself had received some sort of vision that caused him to double over onto the ground in sheer panic?
But he doesn't want to admit that so easily. So instead, he tries to prod for information indirectly.
"Do you usually see anything when you're having a seizure?" he asks.