In any case, here we go...
... can't keep these drabbles in my head.
Spoilers through Sina Qua Non
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He'd lost his frakking mind.
There was no way around it, no way to deny it. He couldn't concentrate, couldn't think straight.
He didn't care.
He'd lost his frakking mind.
He'd lost his way. He'd lost his rudder. He was turned around, lost.
He'd lost his frakking mind.
He was lost.
Without which, not.