[He could tell her some of it, conceivably. But then he'd end up kicking himself when she inevitably starts seeing shadows in the corners of her vision. So he doesn't. It's...safer that way.]
I - yeah. I don't want it...
[Don't want it hurting anyone else.
Tim lurches off the feed entirely as he leans forward on his desk with his face in his hands. His voice is small, cracking with the lump of anxiety that's wedged itself down his throat, when he says, nearly inaudibly:]
video
[He could tell her some of it, conceivably. But then he'd end up kicking himself when she inevitably starts seeing shadows in the corners of her vision. So he doesn't. It's...safer that way.]
I - yeah. I don't want it...
[Don't want it hurting anyone else.
Tim lurches off the feed entirely as he leans forward on his desk with his face in his hands. His voice is small, cracking with the lump of anxiety that's wedged itself down his throat, when he says, nearly inaudibly:]
Please don't publish this.