"Come on, just hear me out," Arthur says, his voice hoarse as he tries to stop you from walking away. He knows he doesn't deserve your time, he was nothing but unfair to you during the time you were together, but he needs it.

"I'm dying," he blurts out, reaching out to grab your arm but stopping just short, "I ain't got much time left. I just need you to listen to me talk, that's all I want." He won't admit it to you, but he's scared. He's unsure of what. Dying without fixing all he can, maybe.