“Do you have any idea what it is like? To go from that”—he waved a hand toward her, her body, her legs, her spine—“to this?”
Poor Chaol... He is broken, has lost his sense of self and everything he has worked toward becoming. This trauma must be so hard for him to accept and cope with. His demeanor until how has been cooled agony and anger, self pity, frustration. He's finally letting out some of those emotions.
