[ This - this is something Baby will definitely have to unpack once sober. Instead of trying to understand what she means when his brain is muddled and his vision is blurry, he focuses on the wish stuff. If you can call that 'focus'.

Around them, the next song in Baby's playlist starts up, and he closes his eyes. He thought he knew what heartbreak felt like, and he did. But not the romantic kind. The romantic kind is different, somehow more acute, and now, it makes all the sense in the world to Baby that musicians focus so much on it. ]

I don't like to think I'm selfish, but I am. I'm here because I'm scared, and because I want to protect people I love, not the whole world. People important to me. And I wanted Isabelle to stay, even though she has so many more important things to do back home. That's not - [ He wrinkles his nose, purses his lips. ] That's not cute.