"If that's better, I don't want it, Steven." And like hell is he going to any actual psych ward where they'll pump him up with so many meds, all he does is sit and drool on himself and stare at his reflection, just wanting Steven to appear. Besides-- his kind of sick? It doesn't go away.

And Steven Grant is the better half. Marc's just-- a violent murderer who will be locked up in a padded room and have no one and the doctors will never let him out again. It sounds like a nightmare.

"You-- still got me, you know. Maybe not the same way as before, but I'm not abandoning you. I'm not gonna leave you. You're kinda stuck with me, buddy."