I’ve walked down this road before - same guy, similar problems, and still floundering when it comes to what I'm supposed to do. But I was happy. He needed me and I needed him. I think that’s why we still work after everything that's happened. But now something’s changed. Her death consumes him. He acts differently and I guess I do too, all things considered. But I can’t bring her back. There is no upside to helping her. So I shouldn’t bring her back right? But when the consequences outweigh the rewards you can’t stay that way. I’m trying to fix what I’ve done, but I have been left wounded too. When the world is literally at the palm of your hand it’s hard to say no. The beast of this hunger is consuming from the inside out.