[He takes a long moment, steadying himself, trying to breathe. He listens to Cliff's apologies and assurances. He shakes his head yet again and sighs.]

No. It's fine. All that you said was that I was less pleasant than the guy you knew and I'm fairly sure it's true.

[He's definitely a worse person than he was, which is saying something.]

...I miss my daughter. It hurts like nothing else. But I've been missing her for longer than I was alive. I lost my last chance but I always kind of knew it was a long shot and, since I wound up back in Hell, I've had time to... sit with it. To really turn it over in my head in all those months. The tortures are nothing to me, after the first time I was there. The things I've done, I'm going to live with. I have one person left from Hell here with me, so I'm not alone. I've had... I've had good days. Even in Hell.

I'm not... okay... But I'm okay. If that makes any sense.

You don't owe me an apology. I should be thanking you.