"I can step out of my own head! It just requires a little bit more effort. Which I don't mind." He folds his arms across his chest. "We can never achieve perfect objectivity and you know it."

Kyle glares at Quentin for a while. Eventually he says, "I don't think I could stop you. I don't have superpowers. But you sure as hell don't look like you can throw a punch. So if you ever take over my body without my permission? I promise you this: I will smash your fuckin' teeth in."

Kyle frowns, clearly never having heard of it before. "Where's that? Oh. Uhm. South Park, Colorado."