[ An audible exhale gives Alex a moment to think of what to say next. ]

You still think that? After all the shit you've seen, here? 'Cause, I can tell you... Anger, guilt, joy, sadness, love... They're far from made up. And maybe if you could try and accept that...you'd start to understand the rest of us, a little better.

[ Is he trying to help Ogata? Alex isn't sure. He remembers Mista's sure conviction, I'm gonna kill him. He remembers his own panic. Who is he doing this for, Ogata? Mista? His friends? Himself?

Maybe it's some sort of mix. Because Alex can't untangle it all, and because in that moment, he won't even try to. ]