[...This entire time, she's been so cheerful and upbeat and supportive, but she's been dead and he didn't even notice. If he was in her shoes, he'd be fucking pissed or at least far less responsible, but she is still giving it her best every day and acting like everything is fine. He doesn't know how she does it, and even now, she's trying to cheer him up, even though she's the one with the raw deal and shit.

His shoulders slump, and he doesn't even try to return her smile.]

...You don't have to act like it's fine, you know. I mean, I'd be screaming if I were you. [...] Like, I know you said it's no use crying about it and shit, but...

[Where is he going with this? He doesn't know.] ...Sorry, I probably just sound like an idiot.