"You know I understand why Alpha fragmented himself. Broke off parts of himself because he couldn't deal. Wish I could do the same." Break off his logic so that he wouldn't understand that York was making sense. His anger because it was exhausting and anger just showed you cared too much. Memory...

He should have seen it coming. York is a master of dirty tricks. The blow hits him I the face, blinding pain and blood and sends him reeling back clutching at his face.