Malcolm is jolted out of the depression realization that Neal is right by Ainsley’s voice. He approaches her, hands up in front of him.

“Ains, let me explain why I did it, okay? I just… I know what it’s like to struggle with the darkness inside and I just thought that… that if you couldn’t see it, you wouldn’t have to do battle with it….” His eyes fall to the blood stained clothes and he takes them from her. “I need you to stay here for a bit, okay? We’ll be back.”