But... you did survive it. I understand... no, I don't understand your fear. I can't imagine that. But I can understand why you're afraid, and... right now, that matches up with how I feel.

[She hates this. This whole world that doesn't make sense, where a man with a glass and plastic and metal head sings like a god-damned angel and everyone is willing to try to talk sense into some being from beyond time, and there is no good and so evil just is, is everything.]

That's why I wanted [still want]... why I said what I did. I don't want to live through something like that, or live knowing it's coming any moment. In the end, I'm a coward. You do understand that, don't you?