[...That would be ideal, wouldn't it? If they could both feel better.]
I...don't know.
[He's testing it out, clearly, but it's still true. He doesn't have any damn clue how he's supposed to make either of them feel better. Everything was awful!
Being able to think that is kind of...weirdly freeing? A thin arm emerges from the burrito to lightly prod the egg next to him. Weird to think there's life in there, even if there's clear evidence of that to him.]
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I...don't know.
[He's testing it out, clearly, but it's still true. He doesn't have any damn clue how he's supposed to make either of them feel better. Everything was awful!
Being able to think that is kind of...weirdly freeing? A thin arm emerges from the burrito to lightly prod the egg next to him. Weird to think there's life in there, even if there's clear evidence of that to him.]
Why do you do everything I tell you? It's weird.