[He can't know, can he? This was - this was what Jay must have endured. The thought is blinding, like a lightning strike to his spine, and now he can't fucking shake it. Jay, confused and frustrated by the divide, unable or maybe simply unwilling to understand how it worked, finally coming up against someone who could offer him some answers and given nothing, nothing, nothing in turn.]
[He's different. He just wanted to help.]
[How's he supposed to trust that?]
Don't give yourself so much credit. [The words are cold and heavy as cut marble.] We all did.
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[Is he a liar?]
[He can't know, can he? This was - this was what Jay must have endured. The thought is blinding, like a lightning strike to his spine, and now he can't fucking shake it. Jay, confused and frustrated by the divide, unable or maybe simply unwilling to understand how it worked, finally coming up against someone who could offer him some answers and given nothing, nothing, nothing in turn.]
[He's different. He just wanted to help.]
[How's he supposed to trust that?]
Don't give yourself so much credit. [The words are cold and heavy as cut marble.] We all did.