I don't know, okay?

[ Half-shouted, and he scrubs at his face. ]

I don't know.

But what I do know is that I'm finding it really hard to believe we were ever friends, much less— whatever it is you thought we were before all this.

I mean, every time I try to talk to you, you shut me out. You shut me down. Is that how it was before? Were you always just cutting me out like that? 'Cause if that's the case, maybe I really don't want those stupid memories back.