William can't ruin himself.

"Huh?"




"What?"


"I know I can't completely ruin myself...I can't destroy myself..."




"With this food?"


"No. What are you doing?"


"What?"


"It is like....almost, you know? It is always..... almost, but not quite--close.....but then ok in the morning."


"What?"


"It's just nothing. Whatever gets your attention--your tailor made attention  seems to be used to lure you to the edge, but you do the jumping, only to be lured again. It can only get you to the edge."


"So what?"


"Something is trying to ruin us everyday.....every single day. We wake up and we are in the attack."


"I dated her."


"It's parlor tricks. I say let it. See how far it can go. It can't go all the way then it would be found out. Listen let it go all the way to the edge..."


"Ok."


"Go to the edge with it and laugh."


"This food makes me cry."