Why DO you fight, Stone? Why do you think it's so worth it?

He's moving through his memories freely, pushing the good ones aside, sharpening the focus on the bad ones. The painful ones. The lonely ones.

What of this 'good' in the world did you ever actually get? Nobody wanting you the way you are. Always pretending, always alone. Poor little Jakey, all by himself. Making friends with pictures and buildings instead because there's just nobody there who wants him.