I... guess so. Maybe it would feel better, just to have it out in the open.

[There were a lot of things he hadn't had the guts to say before, while he was stuck under the SQUIP's influence, and maybe that's why he still keeps telling himself he's not strong enough, when he knows that was what got him into this mess.

He stares at the table as he goes over everything in his head, tries to think of what he'd really want to say.]

I would tell it... that I'm better without it, not worse. That it's better for fewer people to like me for who I am, rather than most people to like me for someone I'm never going to be. I'd tell it I'm stronger than it thought I was. That the things it did to try to make me stronger could have broken me if they had half the chance.

I'd tell it humans don't just have switches you can flip on and off, and it's not right to treat them like some set of data rather than something with feelings.

[He thinks a while longer, and then laughs lightly.]

I'd tell it masking how I felt about some of the guys at school wouldn't make me any less bi, I guess.