...Yeah. I...guess you would, huh? It's a lot to just...spit at someone.

[There's no apology in his words, but his tone has changed again. He's struggling. He's more withdrawn there, his words quiet and apologetic even if he hasn't outright said anything to that effect yet. He's never had to call a friend to 'vent' like this. He didn't even know Waver was his 'friend' until this very second.]

I don't know what kind of support I want, Waver. I told the people I'm living with that I almost died, so they don't even know. I'd rather forget this whole thing happened, but when I close my eyes...it comes back to me like a bad pain in my tail.