Hm? Everything, I suppose.

[ Everything. One thing. Nothing. There were so many ways to experience, even Silco, in his oddly resistant ways knew that. ]

Or nothing. Or a single thing. Those are the most...popular types, at parties. [ Hands spread, explaining. ]

Normally, they're quite popular because of the lights, and the music. From what I've heard, it makes everything feel closer, more intense.

[ He'd never really bothered to take them. The promise of losing control had always won the war. ]