[This is just...awful. This is horrible. Tim's carving into himself like he did on the floor of the hospital, Sans got killed by somebody who looks like his brother, and Clem's just...she's just trying to reassure Tim in the way Jay never learned how.]

[Should they leave?]

[If they left, it would just be Jay, stumbling over his words, making things worse. Driving the knife in deeper. Tim wishes he never met him, and it's not easy to see why.]

No. [Dammit. He didn't want to say this, but it's happening anyway.] No, I don't want you guys to...to go, because I think if it's just me I'm gonna keep saying stuff that... [He officially hates this event.] ...that makes Tim more upset.

[Is he done? Can he stop? Of course not.]

Listen, Tim. That thing messed with... [He grits his teeth, but the rest of the sentence comes out exactly the way he didn't want it to.] ...messed with both of us. But now we're, we're here, and somehow neither one of us has attempted mass murder. God, we just--we're trying to watch a movie!

Look, what I'm trying to say is maybe it's not...maybe it's not as simple as you think it is.