"My best friend is dying," Mark says. He's not thinking, he's not too detatched like he normally is, he's full of emotion and he's not even sure where it came from. All of the stress, all of the anguish has finally got to him over the last year. Maureen. Mimi dying. Roger going, too. Angel and Colins going the same way, eventually.

"He's dying and there's nothing I can do about it, and I made a stupid promise to myself that I can't keep because I wanted to keep him happy. CHAOS is his biggest influence and he was talking about how mysterious they are and I kind of thought if I could get a message to him somehow, I could find him Roger'd like that but I can't so I was frustrated and I took it out on some random guy I never met and--"

He cuts off abruptly, as his voice was growing more and more frantic. He really was losing his shit, not just his touch, and Mark forces himself--wills himself--to calm down.

"--If you work for the same company than maybe, maybe you can contact him, or them, or whatever--just some sort of message to somehow give to Roger."