Fight me. Fight me, Aiden. People fight. People fight to let things…to let things out. So let’s fight. Let’s fight, Aiden! I want to fight. I want to fight you. I want to be close to you again, so we have to fight. We have to. I don’t want us to hide things anymore. I don’t want us to sit opposite each other and just feel nothing. I don’t want- I don’t want you to- if this ends, if this is going to end I don’t want it to be undramatic. I don’t want to look at your body one day and feel nothing. Feel sad for feeling nothing. I want to feel real sadness. I want to feel real anger, Aiden. So engage in it with me. Engage in it for me! Please! Please.