[Blue bites his wobbling lip, turned away from the man as he tells him... these things about his future. About what person he's going to be, what he's going to make of himself. Hearing about it is one thing, but being able to believe in it...]

[He turns away again, worries the blanket in his hands, and is quiet. Quiet and miserable looking, but there's something in his face like recognition, like Archie has finally said something that resonates with him. Maybe it isn't all a lie. Maybe...]

Daisy... [He mumbles quietly, wringing the blanket.] Daisy does those Contest competitions. Do you know those? They're a girly thing, but... she's really good, too. A Champion.

...I... If I can't be a Champion too, I'll be... [Useless. Undeserving of his name, who he is. Undeserving of love, or attention...]

[His mouth wobbles again as his mind drifts, in light of this information.] Hey, old guy. You said we're friends again, right? Me and Red.

[The misery in his expression only deepens.] I... I... [He sniffs, rubs at his eyes.] ...miss Red... I....

[The tears build and fall again, unable to catch them even as he covers his face with his hands.]