'I know! For fuck's sake, I know, I just... he's panicking and I - The bird sounds distressed, far from his usual annoyed state, and his feathers are ruffling up.

Casper takes in little pained breaths, and while the goop seems to be healing his neck wounds he's pulled his wrists up against his chest tightly. 'Failed. I failed. I couldn't do anything. Tried to use what I learned. Didn't work. Supposed to stand up for people...'