I don't get it?

[He follows her, not giving her the opportunity to slow further or turn back. His voice is quiet, and level, and very serious.]

Tiffany, I have seen one of my best friends raised from the dead, one of the most honourable men I ever knew, his soul bent to do evil deeds against his will. I have seen souls corrupted by torture into servitude to their worst enemies. I have been besieged by armies of the risen dead. I have been possessed by a spirit which meant to destroy my soul and make its home of my body.

[He overtakes her only as long as it takes to open the door to her cabin.]

If you want to talk about something I don't get, ask me how the televisions work.

[He holds the door for her, courteous as ever.]