[ Neil holds him tighter, and Alex feels wet on the top of his face, but they have both cried in this damn fucking vault, and hell if another time will add to the count. He nuzzles in closer, quiet. ]

...If it's about things that were horrible, or things that I doubt... If it's about the stuff I still question or think I was wrong for... The things that keep me wondering over and over...

[ The things that make me human. ]

...The parts that make me shit. You want to hear all that?