Because he didn't start seeing It until I met him. I've been seeing It my entire life, Gobbet, how else am I supposed -

["I thought it was me, but you're the source."]
[You're the source.]

I thought It wasn't real. I thought It wasn't fucking real. [He - ]

[Fuck.]

[He's going to cry. He knows he's about to. He can feel it in the way the words tremble, in the thickness in his throat, in the way he can't clip the sentences out properly, in the way he's trembling like the sun's already set. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. Not now. Please. Not now.]