Swansea felt angry. Upset. Guilty. A bit sick to his stomach. Why did Jimmy have to convince Daisuke to go through the vents? Anya was gone. That just made Swansea even more mad, no matter how much he tried to ignore it.

Swansea quietly stood above daisuke, seeing the injured young man laying down on the floor, in constant pain and horrible wounds. The mouthwash made the wounds worse. He felt like daisuke didn't deserve to suffer. To keep going through this misery. He felt like a father to the young intern. He swallowed, clenching his fists.