[He follows along and listens, taking the information in. It used to be different... hm.]

I don't know what this place is. I don't know how to make sense of it. And I don't know how to make sense of being alive again.

[His voice is quiet, a little shaky.]

I don't know what to do. People say I should be grateful for a second chance, but... a second chance to do what? I can't exactly do what I wanted to do when I got older...