Rich isn't sure there's something stopping him from thinking clearly. He thinks right now, he might actually be more aware of his thoughts than he ever had been since coming here.

Coming here? Hasn't he been here his whole life?

"Here with you, and I don't even know who you are," Rich comments, but there's a hint of doubt in his voice. "Why are you so worried about me?"

Maybe because they have more in common than they realized. Maybe because they saw themselves in each other, in the most painful ways. Maybe Jeremy just wants to help the version of himself that was too scared to question what was going on around him when...

Rich winces and rubs at his forehead again. "I keep... remembering pieces, and then pulling myself back, just before I realize what it means."