[It always was, huh? Mob seemed to believe it, so Sunny would try to, too. People could change. Sunny could change.]

No, I don't think so. The things are still there, even if you try to ignore them. [He rubs his thumb against the fabric of the rug.] They'll keep getting louder. [Until you couldn't ignore them anymore, and that was when things got really bad.]

I wish he didn't have to, either. Sometimes things don't work out like that, though. [He lays down, staring up at the lightbulb. This was too familiar.] I'm glad it turned out alright for him.