Guy
I wanted to help these people. I wanted to learn and grow and be as good a hunter as the rest of them, to be one of the ones people could call on when things got weird.
But I'm tired, Guy. I'm so tired. Every time I think I've hardened myself enough to deal with this place, it throws me something else. Another friend gets taken by the Seal or someone I care for dies or it turns me into something less than pleasant. I don't want to do this anymore. I don't know what I want anymore.