[Physically, Casey's exhausted, but his emotions and thoughts are racing out of control. The hand on his shoulder is grounding in the same way it's kind of terrifying: He really is going to have to talk about it, isn't he?]

It's just that...back home, I started doin' this to protect my family and friends, right? And I was good at it too. But...

[Still time for that monster.]

When Greg died it was like...I kept thinkin' I shoulda been out there to jump in, ya'know? Like if I'd been on patrol, I coulda done somethin'.