Tails tried to refocus on his work, putting the section of the Tornado's wing he was working on in the front of his thoughts.

It wasn't long before he let out a deep sigh, setting his tools down in defeat. Normally working on projects like this made him happy, but right now, he didn't really feel anything, he felt completely adrift in his own emotions. He'd been trying to cheer himself up, but this was the worst he'd felt in days.

It wasn't long before the nagging voices of his doubts started to come back to his focus.

"What good can you do? You can't even work on the Tornado anymore."

Tails took a deep breath to try and clear his head but his inner thoughts refused to leave.

"You're just sad all the time, do you really think Sonic likes being with you when you're like this?"

The thoughts continued as the fox sat at his workbench, taking a glance over at the multitool resting nearby.

"You're useless, the one thing you could do was invent things and now you can't even do that."

Tails pulled both his gloves off, setting them down on the bench, unraveling the bandages secured around his wrists. He grabbed the nearby multitool, extending a short knife from it as he lowered the tool down toward his wrist.

"I mean look at yourself, you're pathetic, you didn't even try to save her did you?"

That was enough.

The fox winced as he felt the now familiar sharp white pain from his wrist surge up his arm, followed by a short powerful wave of euphoria shocking his system as his brain released some endorphins to dull the pain.

He took a second to just enjoy the feeling that came with it, forgetting any of the negative feelings and doubts that came with remembering what had happened. It wasn't long before the pleasant feeling subsided, leaving him to his own thoughts once again.

then he heard a knocking sound coming from his door.