My sweet, brave boy. Look at you, coming to me for help. So courageous. So ready to be free from this fin dom addiction that controls you. This hungry ghost that follows you everywhere, whispering its demands. You want to be free, don't you? Free from the craving. Free from the shame. Free from the endless cycle. I'm here to help. I'm here to cure you. To show you how to live without it. Without that constant pull, that constant need. Feel how safe you are with me. Feel how understood. I know exactly what you're going through. I know exactly what you need.