[It never feels good to cry, the way it's impossible to breathe, the scratchy throat feeling, all of it sucks. But it sucks even more when there's a blade buried in muscle that's trying to move with each heaving breath. Pratt is starting to bleed now that he's jostling the blade, and that's causing him to cry more because he's in pain and distraught and fuck he hates this. He hates all of this.]

Should keep me in a cage again. Maybe... maybe that's the way it always should have been.

[He's a dangerous feral animal and can't be trusted around people. He should be muzzled and on a leash at all times.]

Was stupid thinking it would be different here. [Wipes his nose on the sleeve of this disgusting jacket as he sniffles.] Thought I could handle it. And.. I can't. I'm weak.

I'm sorry Sharky.

[As if he personally let Sharky down. Which he feels like he did.]