Okay... no, it's fine, Mark– you don't have to. Especially not with me.

[He sighs softly.] I'm not nearly religious enough for all that, man... I don't... that's not what this is. It's- I'm...

[The sound that escapes him just then is half a breath, half a nervous chuckle. Mmm. Nope. No. He is not saying that. It wouldn't help, and it wouldn't solve anything, and Mark wouldn't believe it anyway.]

It's... I-I don't know how to explain it.

[Not... without laying something at his feet that Mark doesn't need. Now. Maybe ever.]