Michael has made sure you need no one but him. He's traveled to the past more times than he can count just for you. Subtly altering your timeline to make sure it's all him. It's his shoulder you cried on, him you went to when you wanted to celebrate.

But now, for some reason, you're scared! He can't have you knowing the truth. "Don't listen to Skeets," he says with a laugh, offering you a glass of wine, "he's obviously got hit too many times. Just have a drink, don't be ungrateful."