How could he see himself as strong where he was right there, pleading, begging? The blur between reality, between who was who, was starting to get thicker, and he just couldn't make sense of those words pleading in his head. "Don't fucking lie to me," Chris pushed the arm up more on Stabler's back, getting to a point where he could easily break it if he wanted, "This is nothing. You're nothing, Keller."