[All he gets is a frustrated sigh, and he knows there's no options here. No options but equally shitty ones that'll get them nowhere but the same place he always ends up.]
[When Tim speaks again, it's tired. It's achingly, endlessly tired, and it sounds slightly muffled; his face is planted firmly in his hands.]
If I knew a way out - don't you think I would have taken it?
[Voice]
[When Tim speaks again, it's tired. It's achingly, endlessly tired, and it sounds slightly muffled; his face is planted firmly in his hands.]
If I knew a way out - don't you think I would have taken it?