"It's alright," said Harry. "Well, it's not, really. But anyway, Nev didn't know what to do. I don't blame him, I was wild ... and when I get like that, I'm uncontrollable. Easier to just get out of my path and to try and sedate me. But Enola came to me, to see if she could help. She's fearless, and she knew she had to try and stop me because she'd not long found out that she was pregnant ... and nothing was going to put her baby at risk ... not even me. And that bore an idea for us, to try and create a control measure for me.