"Yeah, I know. I was -" Marc grimaces, angry with himself, angry with life. "I was doing really well, for a long time. I had it managed, and then - "

He gestures.

Life happens. Shit falls back apart.

"I'm never going to say you did the wrong thing for protecting other people, even if it's from you. I think floods are exceptions to just about everything, though. Were you even you?"