I had to, [ he answers, his voice tense, but after a moment his gaze drops, reflecting on those last few months. ]

They said the damage would be permanent if I didn't do something soon. I couldn't focus on the things that mattered. [ he looks at his hand, remembering the last furious emotion he felt as he laid this fist against Iverson's eye. The many times he saw flowers pool in this hand. ] I was never going to have those feelings returned, so I said fine. I got my mind back. I focused on what mattered most. I found you.