Jack slid the scalpel against his wrist with ease, splitting his porcelain skin in two. "I am worthless, no one would even care if I cut too deep." Bunny stared at Tooth, who had curled into a ball on the floor, discarding the white powder on her dresser. "How could you?" "It makes the pain go away." North wanted to ask, just this once. "Sandy, why can't you talk?" The golden man waved his hands, a bandaid appearing over his head. "Yeah, I didn't think of that, I'm sorry."