Two days had passed, but Thomas felt as if a few centuries had gone by. The guilt was crushing him. The fear and guilt for the past two days had been overwhelming for him, and so he couldn't sleep or eat well. Hence, he had lost a lot of weight.

Thomas mumbled something, but he finally answered Rex, "Rex, I am sorry. It's J.. just that I.. l."

He didn't know how to explain the situation to Rex.

"Alright, that's enough. Stop speaking. Look at yourself, you are filthy and smelly. You look so disheveled too. My guess is that you haven't had anything to eat, am I right? Let's...