...You said that you weren't dead inside when you were around me.

[And he's kind of smiling despite the tears; he can't even remember the last time he cried, outside of this place.]

You said that you loved me. That you didn't want to be alone anymore. That I would never have to be alone again.

What am I supposed to do if you die?

[He's shaking, he can feel it.]

Do you feel anything? Right now, in this moment, do you feel anything?