[Dandy may be feeling the weight of today's events in every "muscle" and metaphysical thread that makes up his whimsically shaped human vessel, but the good thing about being a Dandy guy who's lived through countless tragedies is that he's learned to dust himself off and move forward. Even if he doesn't remember how and the specifics are lost to time, his ever-present, ever-annoying nature allows him to access the cycle of beginning anew via muscle memory.

Err, sort of. It's a pretty mindfuckety situation.]

You're helpin' plenty right now!

Everybody falls apart sometimes. How wouldja know what "keepin' it together" feels like if you didn't also get your molecules all bunchied up now 'n again?

[Dandy picks one of the white flowers from the bouquet and leans over to tuck it behind Brett's ear. It'll take him a second! He's trying not to get too close because the poor thing seems so anxious.]

You see this pretty little flower, baby? You picked this. 'S the same color as the thing you used to keep my insides from spillin' out all the way!

I know that neither of us managed to save the day, but maybe there's something we can get out of trying to keep each other afloat.