“Has Solan addled your brain?”
“Solan is descending in the sky...”
“She is too fond of books and it has addled her mind.”
“He raised an eyebrow. "That was easier than I expected. My body must have addled your good sense.”
“This is your brain. This is your brain on Oklahoma!”
“No, and if it’s not your brain thinking cold, cold thoughts, which you can dress in any kind of mood, then it’s nothing. It has to be a cold, cold thought. I mean cold, or cool at least. Your brain. That’s all there is.”