[ he's a mess but he likes you. how can you just abandon the poor rat??? ]

When you fell--I didn't--I think I started to think of you as the new invincible one. Too necessary for us to survive losing. Not 'us'--me. Because... you're. You know. A friend. Of mine. Right?

[ you'd think he'd be smoother with all the fantasy weed but all it does is make affection week even louder inside him. ]

So it's good you didn't fall... permanently.