Silence.

Well, okay. Fair enough. He'd say 'tough crowd', but in reality Greg is about as good of an audience as someone could hope for in this situation. The fact that he hasn't told him to fuck off at this point is a marvel.

He feels like he should keep talking, but he's not sure what to follow that up with. He guesses he could explain more of what he's been seeing? He's not sure that the context he understands for this particular murder makes it acceptable, but it's not like it was unprovoked.

"Y'know...I watched that same kid kill some innocent fish lady. Or at least I think that's what I saw. I'm assuming these events are related. I just...wow, I hated that kid. But I didn't stop them then, when I coulda. Was that mercy or just being a callous prick? I've got all these thoughts in my head without any motive. When do these things start really belonging to you?"

He laughs.

"If they're even real, that is! We've obviously got some kind of evil corporate wizard in charge, but what's with the head games? Do they select for people with awkward reincarnation problems, or is this the symptom instead of the cause?"