[He wipes a little urgently at his cheeks, trying to rid himself of the evidence.]

Y-yeah. Yeah... I-it's been. [A sniff. A soft breath.] A month.

I can, um, remember — they showed up pretty much at the beginning. But that fucking mental block thing they do, it stopped me from remembering. 'Cus I did. I remembered every time I went to sleep. But when I woke up and tried to find help, I just... I forgot why I felt like I needed it.

I always knew... but I didn't... know.

[He wonders if that sounds stupid.

But at least Yzak saw for himself, back then. Newton in a panic, leaving his room, glasses abandoned as he slowly deflated when he realized he had nothing urgent to actually tell him.]