... Maybe I am an anomaly. I... I'm not even sure I exist.

[ An even breath. In, then out. He is breathing. ]

And maybe I am ashamed. But... you could never possibly understand. There's nothing I can change. ... I will kill them.

[ ... The tears, why--he's... he's not upset, is he? His tone is even, and his voice... a little shaky, but steady for the most part. Yet they come anyway; he can't stop it. ]

The inevitable... don't you people understand how precious life truly is...? Why won't you cherish it...? It... it makes her so sad...