[The other words start sinking in deep. He can't even pull apart what is true to him anymore. He's shut off trying to piece it anymore, and just lets the words wash over him.]
I'm very sorry, Birdman. For everything I said. I was wrong.
Thank you, big Brother. I cannot get along without my family. I know that now more than ever.
[he lets the numbness in his brain take over. The fight takes effort, and he's already so worn down. Every conversation with Birdman is strangely exhausting.]