[fancypost bordercolor=transparent; width: 400px; text-align: justify]He hadn't been himself lately.
That was an understatement. A complete and utter understatement at that. Something inside of his snapped after Renegade died. His whole world fell down around him. But she came back. He'd hoped that her return would solve his problems, however it didn't do much. His thoughts that she had been the cause of his personality switch had been demolished, crushed under crippling depression.
Back on the Ward, he used to get like this. But he could just get 'Shaved'. They'd give him little red capsules and make him better. Or McMurphy would pull him from his haze. But they didn't having 'shaving' rooms. They didn't have magic pills. McMurphy wasn't here.
He just had to sort through his shit like a normal person.