You should know. I've killed me for less. [It's out of his mouth before he can stop it, and he doesn't look at Dylan when he says it.]

Alright. [He clears his throat, and then laughs a little sadly.] It was a nice two months, anyway. Save for one rampage. It really was. [He was actually happy, without conflicting emotions in himself. He was sure about what he wanted. That almost never happens for him. He's not even sure, now.]