"That isn't fair? That isn't- you wanna talk about fucking fair, Reed? Not knowing what's me and what's leftover of her! Remembering every fucking time I wake up that there's a whole person's worth of memories that aren't mine that I'm stuck with because I didn't DIE WHEN I WAS SUPPOSED TO!" And that's something he probably should've told his therapist forever ago but-

Well. It didn't matter. Now it kind of does.