[By now, another Abraxan prisoner has scrambled to the side of the man sprawled out on the ground. As she tries to help him up, she hurls curses at Wilhelm and Steve both. Wilhelm ignores her, all of his focus and all of his fury sharpened to a point that aims at Steve. Thrashing, he throws an elbow behind him, hooks a fist over his shoulder, anything to force him to let go — but Steve's grip is like steel.]

Get the fuck off of me! You didn't even see the whole thing! I was trying— [He grunts, still struggling.] I was trying to tell him he can get through this, he just has to accept them. He's in danger, but he won't fucking listen...!

[The words all crash together, they're coming out so fast. Under the jagged edges of his anger swells an undercurrent of fear, leaving no doubt that he sincerely believes everything he says.]

You too— You have to listen to me!