"Yeah. It's not easy." He's never made it to the other side, himself. The symptoms had been bad enough to never, ever want to have to do it again. "But they say nothing worthwhile ever is. That freedom you want's on the other side of all this, and then you won't need it anymore. You just have to hold on."

Mobius doesn't get any closer. Doesn't want to spook him or startle him, especially when Barrow's in the stage of not fully being in control of himself. But he doesn't back up to give more space or room. He insists on looking perfectly comfortable right here.

"Is there anything I can fetch you?"