The craziest part is that when Derek says that he isn't dangerous, it makes Felicity immediately remember a very similar conversation she had a boy who was basically a zombie. Don't worry, he'd also said to her. I won't hurt you.

She doesn't actually have a good reason to believe either of them. She's only known them for a week, tops. And yet ... well, Derek, just like the boy, has been so easy-going, so human. But the fear doesn't disappear, even if she wants to believe him at his word.

In cases like this, Felicity has one instinct really: get more information.

"What scenarios makes you decide to turn? Does it happen ... often?"