William wants to try something else.

"I don't want to die, but I'm chokin' here."

"On the food?"

"I have no other choice but to start trusting myself."

"I don't understand."

"There are two ways I can go. I don't want to go back though. I don't want to go where you are, working a job that is filling your blood with poison. Dating someone that is slowly pulling bone marrow through your eyes."

"I don't know what you heard."

"I have to start relying on myself."

"Huh?"

"I just have to try another way. I have to take this road. I have to try this new thing so I don't shrink. I don't get old. I don't get sick. I don't become hateful. I don't pretend to die again. It is getting boring."

"OK."

"What are you doing?"

"Eating. What? I don't want my food to get cold."

"Maybe it is not that serious."