Duck, duck, mute.

"You like ducks?"

Silence.

"I like ducks."

Silence.

Sighing, I sit down on the bed next to him. My eyes sweep over the room before settling themselves on him. He doesn't acknowledge my stare, but simply continues staring blankly at the wall in front of him.

"Do you have any obsessions?"

Slowly, he turns to face me, his eyes tightening significantly before mouthing.

You.