It's not about you, Silco. I could care less if it did.

[He says, both chiding and said out of a little exhaustion. This man does want to pull him apart. He has to keep reminding himself of that, lest he only follow his own emotions to feel like they're on the same level.]

[This man turned him into a vampire. He has to pinch himself with that fact time and time again.]

...I can't give you some nice neat answer. And even if I could, I wouldn't give you the satisfaction.