I don't know, T. Who are you? Who am I? Does any of it even matter?
I don't know who you are. I don't know what I am.
I don't think I can be bothered.
I just think... it will actually be a lot easier for you without me.
I really do hate that kind of talk.
But I do see it doesn't matter to you one way or the other
and that's okay.
Maybe it's easier for both of us that way.