They only knew for around a week, probably. I... was in the hospital, after um, wh-what I did to stop it.

[His fingers absently twitch and rub against the swirling burn scars.]

So when people visited and I was awake, I guess I tried to explain it to them, but I don't know if all of them understood.

[Especially with the rumour mill going wild and making up excuses that weren't 'driven mad by a supercomputer.']

My best friend probably just thinks I'm an asshole. His house got burnt down and for all he knows, I was just drunk and stupid.