Exactly. And to a lesser extent, I guess there’s meditation, breathing exercises, calming teas, anything I could teach him in the meantime to try to keep this shit on lock. He says it’s only been happening for three months, so that’s still early enough I hope he might be able to learn to control it.

But I do think we have to try something. Hoping and praying that he’s always going to be near the Gallows and that someone’s always going to be there with a handy piece of rope— We can’t do that forever. We’ll get complacent and something will go wrong.