He would never do it. He could never do it. He should never do it. Would he? Could he? Should he? If he was honest with himself, he did not know anymore. Thoughts, emotions, feelings...they were all gone, just distant memories now, and he did not know how to get them back. He wasn't sure he wanted to. They were a burden, more to carry around on your conscience. And he did not need that anymore. Not now, not ever. Never.