[For a boy who has had little experience with sex and less with mind-altering substances, this high is particularly powerful. All capacity to think clearly flies out of his head.] I dreamt that I was—oh, oh, Toby, look! [He grabs Toby's arm and yanks him to the wall.] Look, look, I can see between the cracks! You see, I dreamt that it wasn't like this—Toby! [Distract again, he takes hold of Toby's face. He peers at it, eyes wide.] I can see all the little flaws in your skin. Oh, Toby. You're beautiful.

This is incredible! [He laughs, loud and unflinching, and grabs Toby's shoulders.] I know what it must have been! I dreamt that I was not alive. But now I'm awake! My soul can never sicken again! [And well beyond thought, he yanks Toby to him for a kiss.]