-Props himself up against the hallway-
-Could really go for a black Russian right now-
-And then maybe an alcoholic beverage to share with him afterwards-
What if there’s no better word than just not saying anything?-Oh there he is-
-He looks up, impassively-
What if there’s no better word than just not saying anything?Cloud, it's not about that. God, it's never been that. I am the last person who gets hung up on that. It's just...
...
Being around you is draining. Even without the literal draining. I have to keep compromising myself just to keep you afloat. And I'm feeling less and less like myself, around you. Like I can't afford to be anything other than your man. I don't like it.
... Maybe we need some time to just... approach this from another angle.
What if there’s no better word than just not saying anything?...
-Pushes himself to his feet and makes his way out to the street-
-Post-death drinking, here we come-
What if there’s no better word than just not saying anything?

...He — he loves me.
-He sounds-
-So, so unhappy-