Rich follows his guidance and does manage to sit down, though he seems intent to look anywhere but at Devero, his face tight with fear.

"Okay. I, you're gonna think I sound crazy, but you've got to trust me that I'm not. But I mean, you've got some sort of tech, so it's not impossible, right? I... I thought you had a SQUIP because. That's what I have implanted in my brain. It's a supercomputer. Supposed to tell you what to do. But mine's turned off now. It... I think it is, anyways."

He rambles all of this off as fast as he can, before the older man can stop him and laugh at him or something.

"It was really bad. It sounds great, I know, but you gotta trust me that it isn't. It messes with you in all the wrong ways."