He is lost in transition, and as the shock and adrenaline that safeguarded his heart start losing hold, he finally feels the full impact of recent developments. He tries to block the resentment and anger, but they are far too powerful to ignore. They reshape his memories and sprout seeds of discomfort and a deep sadness. Once again he wasn't good enough, and while he can rationally accept that isn't the case, his emotions have always been more profoundly embedded in the process of his rebirth. What is there to learn from this, how does he grow? He runs to his newest addictions, hoping they provide comfort - even if temporarily and without question falsely. Perhaps there is something more he can do? Something he can say? Something that would change the trajectory of this story? Maybe there is still hope? A glimmer of light that can breach through the darkness? He was never good at giving up, and while his entire life has been preparing him for this very moment, one truth he discovered long ago rings true - you don't have to move on, to let go.
