Well, I found Erich Schuldich. He seems to be okay, now, but...was in pretty rough shape when I found him.
We stayed at his apartment last night; sorry for not telling you, Free. Tell...her that he's okay, so she shouldn't be worrying about him. We'll come back later, if he's feeling up to it.
I think I'm in deeper trouble than I thought...Seeing him like this -so weak and helpless- has confirmed what I always believed and what he vehemently denies -- He needs some one to look after him.
I want to be that person.
I don't want to share him.
I think I love him.
...And he would laugh in my face if he knew that.