[Nina studies him intently, not sure what to believe. She doesn't know how far this thing goes, or how far it reaches. Maybe he's right. Maybe you can't command emotions like that.

But then, even if something was wrong, would he let it show? Would he tell her he felt bad?

Of course not.

But then... maybe this is going too far. Playing with his emotional state seems to be crossing a line even more than giving physical orders does, and for a second, Nina feels horribly sickened with herself.

Assuming it even worked. It probably didn't. But there's no way to know for sure. Unless...]

Can't you?

I order you to tell me everything you're feeling and thinking right now. Honestly. I... I order you to tell me everything that's running through your mind. Don't leave anything out.

[She realize she doesn't know what she wants the answer to be. Would it change anything if he did feel remorse now? Would it matter? Eventually this whatever it is will stop -- in a day, or a month, and then he'll be himself again, remorseless as ever.

But he's probably remorseless as ever now, anyway.]