These nightmares are... worse, I suspect. They are incredibly... vivid.

[ And I'll be there watching you suffer, he doesn't say, and on some level I will like it. It will feel right.

So he blinks, uncomprehending, at that gentle question. ]

I... will. See it. I'm sorry that that's, um, invasive— it's not particularly avoidable. I will be all right. [ I don't have much choice, he seems to say. ]