[he shrugs, even though she can't see it, and his voice is more distant as he continues; it's easier to talk if he's not totally connected mentally.]

I served a warrant for evidence for the case, and as I was going back to my car someone was waiting for me and we fought. It was... Really violent, and I...

[He doesn't want to go into any more detail, because even thinking about it only enough to say it is still too much, so he moves on.]

When I woke up in the arena it felt different, and not quite as bad; I guess Hope might've done something so I wouldn't die immediately and waste his energy having to bring me back.