In annoyance he started pacing, muttering to himself.
"What's wrong with Tay?" Zac asked.
"Hit his head," Isaac replied. "He's been talking rubbished ever since we went overboard."
Zac looked concerned and Jo's ears pricked up. A startled expression crossed her face and she walked over to Gordon/Taylor.
"Jo?"
"Shh..."
She stared at Gordon, who wasn't paying any attention to her. Why should he? They couldn't understand each other.
"They should have contacted me by now, the lazy sluggards. The only telepathic abilities around here are either standard or malformed. I want to get off this -"
"Who the hell are you?" Jo exclaimed.
Everyone stared. Now Jo was talking nonsense. Gordon stared at her. So, now he was being understood.
"Who are you?" he asked calmly.
Jo grabbed him at the collar of his shirt and put her face right up to his.
"I'm asking the questions here."
"Jo? What are you doing?" Isaac asked.
Jo didn't answered, just glared at Gordon. Gordon smirked.
"Well, well, you are a little [insert rather nasty and unrepeatable Rakurrian insult here]"
Jo slapped him.
"Jo!"
"What have you done with Taylor?"
"Who's Taylor?"
"The true owner of this body."
"Oh, he's long gone. At this moment his mind is being processed."
"Processed? For what?"
Gordon just smirked. Jo slapped him again. Gordon retaliated now, by grabbing her arms. Jo kicked him in the groin. Gordon slumped, then grabbed her legs and tripped her up. Jo kicked him in the chest and when he was down, straddled across his torso.
"I'm invulnerable, moron," she said.
"Then I guess we're in a stalemate. You wouldn't want to hurt your friend's body," Gordon smirked. "Even though there's no chance he'll ever return to it."
"Jo what the hell are you doing?" Zac demanded.
"Taylor has been..." Jo started, finally in English, "stolen... from his body. There's someone else here now... the rubbish we've been listening to is really a language. A whole language."
"Where's Taylor now?" Isaac asked.
"He won't tell me," Jo replied coldly.
Then she switched back into Rakurrian.
"It's very simple, kiddlywinks, you're going to answer my questions, all of them or I'll -"
"You'll what? You're not going to do a thing to this body and you know it."
It was Jo's turn to smirk.
"But your mind is another story."
Gordon laughed.
"No one here has the power to do anything to my mind."
"There are other way of driving someone mad than using telepathy."
Silence.