Church--look at me. Focus on my voice, and try to concentrate.

[He reached over to put a hand on Church's wrist to lower the glass.]

I don't...want to be missing such a length of time. At all. How I became human, what any of us were or are to each other, it's just another thing driving me insane.

I'm as afraid as you are. So we--all of us--have to hold each other together as best we can until we can get a grip on this whole mess and begin to untangle it.