The Balladeer flops down onto the couch. Time to go back to what he was doing before Greta arrived! At that point, that consisted of staring at the documentary's menu screen and rethinking his life.

Steven said that he'd been himself up until he passed out on the couch. But the Balladeer doesn't remember any of that. What if it keeps happening that way, with him not there and no one knowing any different? Is he even safe to be around? He makes a sad humming noise in the back of his throat and turns to pick up one of the books.

It's true that he's not in a state to be reading right now. Fortunately, he has already read some of them! "Did you - " He holds one up above his head so that Greta can see from the kitchen. It's got his picture on the cover; not his, exactly, but close enough to be uncanny. "Did you know that I was a really shitty husband?" He snorts and drops the book. "'S the kinda stuff I'd put in a song...but I'm not doin' one. It's probably cheating?" No, no, that would definitely be cheating.