[He's not a big kid... He'd deny that he is, heartily, but how long's it been since he was allowed to be a kid for a second? Not for a while. He's had to keep going for a long time now.

I thought I accepted that I was already an adult, he rebukes himself.]

For a couple of years, I was just... I didn't feel anything. I lived like that, but it wasn't really me. I gave up everything that I was.

That's what this reminds me of. I get this feeling in my head like I need to... [He struggles visibly, trying to figure out how to explain it.] ...just give in and stop thinking, noticing, caring... just then I did. I don't even know why.