God damn it, Tim, it's not your fault- ( his hair, cut short, doesn't quite fit in his grip to tug at but Brian's knuckles turn white against his own forehead nonetheless. it's his fault says the predator lingering under the surface, but this is between the best Brian can manage and Tim. and it may be a sysyphean climb to offer even a glimpse of his old self, but to hell if he isn't trying. ) You think I'd have run if I knew sooner? You're- my friend, man, my real friend. I'd have been right there even if--

( would he have risked his own sanity? He- he thinks so. but he's so confused. Angry and confused, but he's controlling the former and trying to solve the latter. Tim is right, he knows.

in the end, he could have gotten away with a lot of what he did. but he shouldn't have gotten Jay involved. )

I don't- I should have never done that. I know-- now. I was so desperate, I thought he'd lead us to... ( where? to the Ark? ) It... It doesn't fix anything to say I didn't want him to die. But I didn't. Not... Not me. Jay didn't deserve that.