... I dunno what's worse. The moments where they shine through, or the ones where they don't. Suppose it depends on which side you're on.

[ to see this cruel moment of your friend showing through the monster. to be trapped inside your own mind, unable to say goodbye to your loved ones.

his arm squeezes a little more firmly around her, holding her close as she curls up, his breath a slow, wet shudder for a moment. ]

... I don't, either. But I know he'll be upset with himself if he hurts whoever goes in there with him.