The clasp of the collar didn't seem to need to be manually buckled. It let out a mechanical sort of hiss, vibrating faintly against Gabe's neck, before going silent and still. If he dug at the thing, he'd find a faint seam where everything met, but no apparent means of unlatching the thing. Only once it was secure, Harrison moved back half a step, as the cell didn't allow for much else. He stood rigidly, watching Gabe with a cold gaze.

After a moment he gave a faint shrug, the chilly look melting into vague amusement. "I find people often see themselves in other people, so that would really be a reflection on your own intentions, would it not? Though I doubt what's about to happen will do much to assuage your doubts. Very soon, in fact, as in three...two…"

Just as he would have said "one" the collar seemed to let out a high pitched whine. No, it wasn't the collar. It was something inside Gabe's head. Because that same moment, it would feel as if he'd been suddenly kicked in the back of the head. No actual physical pain, but a rather intense wave of vertigo and for a few moments it would be like his body forgot how the mechanics of breathing worked.