[And then he's just kind of quiet, and the only thing that breaks the silence in the beginning is a little fwump that might just be the sound of someone's face landing in a couch cushion, and then after a while the answer finally comes.]

I think it's about him. I don't...think it's bugging me like "why am I the only one caring here", so much as it is, like...

...I think it's wigging me out, the thought of how close the guy's coming to just...fading away into obscurity. Like it doesn't seem right somehow for a person to just...have no one, like that. It's too close to never existing at all, because as far as everyone around is concerned, you never did.