[The fog pulled away and more memories began trickling back to him. This man was much like a peacock, flashy and full of himself. He rolled his eyes as Sion emerged from the water.]

Go fuck yourself.

[He said immediately after those earnest words. Despite its tone, he assumed Sion lied. Rory did not delude himself into thinking that his behaviour was desirable. Who in their right mind would want him to be himself?

He watched the camera still floating safely on its platform. Quickly, he darted a glance at Sion as he shivered. Perhaps if he were young or frail, he would have done something to keep him warm. As it was, he doubted a little cold would hurt him.]

Didn't know you felt like dying. There's easier ways.

[There was a bite to his voice; obviously, he was sarcastic. Even if Sion had some plan for his free fall, it was stupid to do it at a tourist attraction.]