[He sighs a little at that, his expression dropping from that amused look into something more serious. He's staring at her, his hands still in his pockets, and he moves to go closer to her. He's more off to the side of her when he approaches her, and he leans down a little so he can whisper to her, so he can speak and only she can hear.]

Try livin' in a hell hole like this for seven years, it does shit to a person. But something that helps is to remember whatever it is you're fightin' for.... don't lose sight of that and don't let the monsters inside you take over. Sanity is just a state of mind, and you're strong Ange. I was on the verge of insanity before some kid came into that prison and reminded me of all that.

Doubt will lead you into the abyss. So don't doubt that I'm fightin' harder than before because of you.