[... This is the shittiest situation. It's so shitty, and he hates it with everything he has.

But all he can do is sigh, and nod slowly.]

... You are right. You are stronger than you were before, and that is something to hold on to. Retain that strength, Young Russell. You shall make it through the night.

[He hopes. But all he can do now... is try to make himself believe it, and be as firm as he possibly can be.]