[It's been a while since Al has addressed everyone, since he's helped the newcomers out as much as he should, since he's been himself. But he's here now, voice still young sounding but having lost the weariness he's had over the past few weeks. There's determination there again now, a fire that won't go out.]

I owe an apology... actually, I owe a lot.

There are people that I hurt when I wasn't myself, people that I scared, and I'm sorry. I should have said that earlier but-- but I was scared, I didn't want to see what I'd done, and I thought it was best if I just left you all alone. I understand that some of you might not want to see me again, or talk to me, or trust me; that's okay. I'll let you come to me, or not, it's your choice.

There are also people who tried to comfort me and tell me that it wasn't my fault, and I turned my back on them and ran away. I'm sorry, you were right. It wasn't my fault, just like it wasn't the fault of anyone else here, and I only realised that because of some things two people said to me. Dr. Watson told me that I'm not special, that I shouldn't have thought I could fight it if everyone else couldn't, and he was right. None of us are exempt from this, and we need to stop behaving like when it's us, when it's personal, then it's different. And the Cat told me that he knew it wasn't me, because he knew I did everything with my whole heart so if I'd been fighting it, then I'd been fighting with my whole heart too and that meant there was nothing else I could do.

He's right.

And I'm still going to put my whole heart into fighting this, and I'm not going to break, I'm just not. I've lost too many people who would be so angry with me for giving up, I don't want all of that loss and all of this pain to be for nothing. So I'm still here to help if anyone needs me, and I'll still try to protect everyone if I can. And I hope... I hope you'll all do the same.

Uh-- that's it.