It helped a lot. To... accept everything. I don't know what can help this situation.

[He shrugs, and his eyes take on a slightly troubled expression.]

I know it's not entirely my fault, I know he made his own decisions... but him being around now, it makes me wonder, you know? What could have been different.

[Slow exhale.] He still hates my guts. And all I know is that him walking around without that collar on - it's unsettling.

[Shaking his head and closing his eyes, his next sentence comes out flat and weary.] I'm just tired of being his arch enemy.