The feelings that flooded him were sudden and it was like a relief if only for the moment of the pressure inside his head. Yet it was enough to give him the slight bit of hope he needed that maybe JUST maybe there was an ending for him that could be alright. Depression often drained any sense of reason and optimism and having that small flash that there was maybe something else on offer was a good reminder for him that maybe his thinking was flawed more than he himself was.<br/><br/>He stayed silent though not sure what it at all meant and knowing this wasn’t going to be that simple and easy, it never was. He watched the other a little wary but not fighting him for the moment and finding he could breath easier without being crowded. Had the others head the commotion? He couldn’t be sure but he didn’t doubt his yelling had been loud and might have reached the other part of the house. He could still smell the flames in the room and see it engulfed in flames every time he closed his eyes as if he had been ready to burn his life down with it.