Okay, well.

[ Derek rolls his eyes, looks at Nick like he thinks he's stupid, then makes a little wide-eyed half nod and sweeping hand gesture that could very generously be interpreted as "thank you for letting me crash here". He pushes on. ]

I don't know. Bind me as an eternal servant, or whatever. Get in my head and making me see and believe things that aren't real. It's a soul. I'm sure there's tons of things you can do with it.