[Somewhere, a radio crackles]

... I was lying. It didn't really hurt much. A snapped neck is a quick way to die after all... crack and everything's gone...

I really was scared though. Thinking about you Veneziano, how I could make sure you would be safe. I don't know why I even should have bothered, you won't even look at me. Such a fucking scaredy cat, you'll never be brave will you?

Look at me. Be a big brave boy piccolo, and look.