The only person I've ever been able to count on is me. Being here doesn't change that. I thought for a little bit that it might be different. But out the gate I have someone howling that they know me. [He's still lying about that, yeah.] And any chances flew right out the window... All the undesirables being left on the ground left a pretty good impression of where a lot of us stood. Of where I stood.

I expected it. That's why I didn't put any stock in this. Why the wish is all that matters. And I'm going to use it to get as far away from everyone and everything I once knew.

[And hell, he doesn't even know if he wants that anymore. Revenge is far more interesting.]

I don't need sword practice or meditation or therapy. I need to get out of here as soon as possible and shelf the last chapter of this miserable life I'm living so I can be anyone else other than who I am now.