He's not sure if he wants to talk about it. Right now, he just wants to be angry and feel sorry for himself. So he does that for a bit, but it's not helping. If anything, it just makes him feel worse. So he breaks the silence.

"I don't know. It's just..." He heaves a frustrated sigh and digs his chin into his knees. "I thought I was doing okay, and then something like this happens and..." He lifts his hand and waves it at himself and where they currently are, as if that explains everything.

"I'm in a whole other world and...I still can't get rid of him."