[He does not know that Jesse and Cecil have met, know one another's names, or have exchanged a slightly meta and very disturbing conversation. He does not know that Jesse is homophobic, and he honestly would not care if he did.

Not now.

His knuckles are white where they are gripping the radio, where they hold to the lifeline of crackling and spitting nothingness that tie Cecil to this place.]

He will. He must, because he said that he would. He chose this death, he asked me to kill him, because he knew that he would return. He knew that his binding and restrictive contract would benefit him, it would bring him back faster, it would make his pain stop. So... so he must. He must.