Doctor Com begins to cry.
"Why, WHY WHY WHY"
He throws the photo to the ground, "Why must it be everything I touch turns to dust, why is it everwhere I go falls apart, why is it everything I go near, everything I love, DIES! And each and every time, I am hopeless to stop it! Each and every time, it falls apart, each and every time, it falls pray to some cosmic being, it gets killed, ruined, DESTROYED!
He throws a pice of rubble, "WHY CAN'T I DO ANYTHING WITHOUT HURTING SOMETHING! HURTING SOMEBODY! WHY WHY WHY!"
I grab Knife by the shoulder, "I'll help you."