Re: Call: Dietre A./Hugh C.
[His voice feels like its dried up in his throat, and for a while all he can manage in reply is a half whisper.] Yeah...
[The silence is crushing for a moment, until he swallows hard and forces something out.] I'm better now. [It doesn't feel like a lie the way it used to.] And-- And in retrospect, I think... he confused gratitude for love. I'd helped him, so... And I was just happy to feel wanted for once.