Henry holds up his hand. "No, Josh. That's not the point." He runs his hand over his face. "It's everything I ever wanted to be. It's like... all my friends were better than me. They could all do more. They could save the world, like I wanted to. This ring was the gateway to that." He nudges the ring with his finger. "And you three were the first friends I made since becoming the person I thought I always wanted to be. And... I..." He pauses a moment, trying to find the words.
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