'Cuz I feel like since I got there, there's been this thing hangin' over me, like... l-like what happened, where'd you get those scars, people dancin' around it like it was this unspeakable thing.

I just... guess I built it up to be--[He noticed Amal not looking at him, his stomach dropping out like someone punched him in the gut. Oh no. Please don't let him fuck this up, too.] I, u-uh, I built it up to be...

[TJ trailed off without finishing, looking to Psii with some naked anxiety in his eyes. The cuddle pile was backfiring fast, and TJ slowly withdrew his hands from both of them to cross over his own chest.]

It's just better than... than me hurtin' somebody.