Owen was leaning forward, fascinated. Yes, it all made a lot of sense. It was very methodical, and perhaps that was a good thing. Mia had a handle of what she preferred, and she didn't seem all that distressed by how concrete it all was. Maybe some people liked being concrete, too. Dave, though...
"Dave is in a world that's completely unlike the one your memories are from," Owen said, trying to use concrete terms. "And he must also be stressed because he knows he'll have to return, too. He's in a position that he doesn't like. He has battle instincts, too, which he isn't used to, and I don't know if he likes it because they used to not be his instincts. It would be like if you suddenly stopped liking fighting."