Last chance. That's what this is. It feels tenuous and fragile, and there's that dizzying feeling all over again. He's never missed ignoring what he was feeling as much as this.

Locus's jaw tenses, works tightly. This is why he needs distance. Pick up those pieces that are growing fragile and small and shove them back into the dark. He can learn to lock the important things away, again.

"You've seen everything there is. Everything of note was taken to make that video, I'm certain."