He nods, leaning into Darling, unsure how much he's putting on an act and how much he really needs the support. His fingers flex a little as he tries to combat the numbness settling into them.

"Let's hope everyone else is as forgiving as you."

If it comes to that. The town is effectively lawless, but everyone's staked themselves so high on their pedestals that he's sure people will be unimpressed. Still, Darling's right. It was a collective frenzy, and condemnation for things beyond one's control also poses a threat to the Kind Neighbour vibe everyone is hiding behind.

Thinking about it right now makes his head hurt. The sun's too bright. Scratch keeps his head down as they move.

"I've had ... Anger issues. A history of them. But I never wanted to do anything like this."