Corliss shakes his head. "You could...well, I could simply leave him and you could aim your thought-speech at him alone, right?" he says, rubbing the back of his neck.
<Look, either way, will you lot make a decision?> Mike says anxiously. <It's tiring thinking about all of this switching round, if it's going to happen let's get on with it.>
Corliss hesitates, then says, "If you'd rather switch places, Mike is willing to cooperate." He smiles bitterly. "What better way to know how he feels?"