[His shoulders draw up a little and he bows his head. He swallows, trying to keep himself together.]

I know it's not the "misery olympics," and one person's pain doesn't invalidate another's. You're right.

But I don't know what... to do. I'm heartbroken because the people I love keep dying, but that's not their fault. I don't want them to feel... responsible, for that. And I don't know how to fix the problem, because I can't stop them from getting hurt. When I tried, I just. Contributed to their pain.

[a tear hits the blanket-covered box table.]

I don't want to hurt anyone anymore. I don't know what to do to feel better. And I don't expect people who have died so many times to have sympathy for someone who always lives.