[Kyle is quiet, listening. Not just to words but inflection, trying not to let himself imagine these dates, this effort that Elijah put in for another while not really wanting him. Someone he wanted to remember when he doesn't want to remember Kyle. Who maybe he had been moving on with.

But this isn't about his pain, not about how cold his gut feels, and how much it takes not to curl up and give up. It's about being there for Elijah, trying to help him with all he's going through.

Beyond that, it makes him think about Jackson. About how one night they're talking during a blizzard and Kyle had known there was something off with him but he'd stayed at the hospital instead of braving the elements to see him. And he never saw him again.]

I'm sorry, Elijah. It's so random and...

[And none of that matters. Just that Elijah's hurting.]

I wish I had more for you than just telling you I'm sorry, because I am sorry this place is hurting you more. I know how it feels and I'm sorry.