[ He hesitates, looking hunted. Like every word is a risk to let out into open air. ]

The worst of us. [ Joe rubs the unruined side of his face, making a pained noise. ] A big question, that's a big question, I can't... [ He rocks back and forth a little. ] Wanted to find a way out. Wanted to find a way home, the others, the others, not me.