[Glance off it like a stone skipping. That's...a good way to put some good advice. But.]

I don't know if I'm...capable of that. This is all, uh. I'm not. Um. My brain doesn't really...work. The way my, um, world says it's supposed to. So. That sounds like the kind of thing that would be easier if it did. I don't know if I can, like, think of him and not...fucking cling to the thought. But, um. I can try, I guess.