He doesn't know what's going on in your head. He doesn't know what's wrong with you. He doesn't know what is pushing you to stand on the edge of this building, ready to do the inevitable. He doesn't care. He doesn't want to know. At least that's what he says to himself. But then why did he say outloud...

"Don't jump."

...as he looks at you. But quickly, he shrugs it off.

"Please, not here..."

He asks as he rests a hand on your shoulder before he huffs and adds...

"Parker Industries is just a few blocks down. That's the sort of address you fling yourself to death at."

Is he serious..?