[Is that supposed to reassure them, or him? If he was expecting (as if he would ever expect it) a change to their disposition, there isn't one. The only difference from five minutes ago to now is that they have nothing occupying their hands, eyes focused only on him.

Open eyes. Anyone else would think they're tired, but this is as open as they'll ever be. A click and a shift into not caring about-]
[Scaring anyone.]
They'll get stuck again. They always do.

[There's no such thing as too late, when there was never a chance to begin with. You grow up, knowing something's wrong with you. You walk up a mountain, knowing something's wrong with you. When things aren't linear, you still know you're wrong.

It doesn't change when it's linear, either. It's a constant.]

What are you going to do, when the Anomaly starts working again? You're going to ask; 'why can't you do anything right'? 'Why do you keep doing this to me'?

You'll stop caring too. And then it won't matter if I walk up a mountain or not. You'll be glad when I die; it'll be the nicest thing I've ever done.