I used to look like this. But then I got sick, and now I don't look like anything. It's best you don't see.
People only want me as a dog. I'm a good dog. I'm a lousy person, but I'm — I'm a good dog. You heard it yourself. A good, high-quality dog that's smart and friendly and handsome and — and a good friend. Nobody ever said those things about me back when I was a person, but they say it all the time now that I'm a dog.
You can't tell them. I can only be a dog now. If they find out I'm not one, they won't want me anymore, like the last ones. Okay?
-to Gracia- I saw it. I saw.
People like me better this way. And... and if you don't, then I can't help you.
...
-She lets go-
Cloud, I don't— I don't think you should be a dog. Or a bird. Or anything. Except for a person.
What if there’s no better word than just not saying anything?Okay.
-to Gracia- No. I'm bad at being a person.
That's not my name anymore. Cloud is dead. Nobody remembers anything important about him, and if they did they never said anything. Nobody remembered his birthday or came back to see if he was happy or asked him what he wanted or told him it was going to be okay. So, he's dead now. I'm never being him again.
B... but...
...
But I love Cloud. Why can't Cloud stay?
What if there’s no better word than just not saying anything?Can't I do that? Didn't I—?
... Things are scary right now. I got hurt. And it still hurts. And I don't know what to do.
What if there’s no better word than just not saying anything?-She looks to Trudy, looking about ready to break down crying-
Cloud, he— he likes me. He normally likes me. You need t—
-She runs off-
What if there’s no better word than just not saying anything?-She goes off into the forest to hide-
What if there’s no better word than just not saying anything?-She sits by a tree, sobbing like a lil weenie-
What if there’s no better word than just not saying anything?He's not a dog. He's— he's Cloud. He should— he should do as I say and be Cloud!
What if there’s no better word than just not saying anything?No! I— I stay like this for him. I did what he wanted, and— and he can't just leave. The rest of us can't, so why does he get to? Why does he get to be something else and I have t— to keep being this?!
What if there’s no better word than just not saying anything?I'm— he can't—
I love him. Why won't he stay?
What if there’s no better word than just not saying anything?

What?
-She looks up at him, confused-
That's— no. No.
What if there’s no better word than just not saying anything?