"You're not listening." Jack snaps as the emotions get the better of him. "There's noone to find. It's gone. Who I am is gone, Balthazar. All there is is this personality I made up to keep from..."

Memories rush back of the man auctioning him off when he escaped. Halloween Jack was made up to stop the people trying to buy his virginity, that probably wasn't real but since he didn't remember. There's the horror there in his expression as he remembers all the people groping at him to see if he was worth the current bid. He's pinned in place, Terrified.

"It sounds like you're more in love with who you want me to be than who I am now." The pain is there and fear. Jack isn't sure he wants to give up who he is now that he knows there isn't anything else. It's only Halloween Jack and any notion that there was someone else to find, someone other that Jack was gone. Something snaps in Jack and he yells at Balthazar full of pain and anger. "You're too fucking worried about who you want me to be that you didn't even notice I made room in my life for you. I give up clients, and survival and time with my kids and my friends and the people who need me to be here and all you can do is demand I give more.. that I give up who I am to satisfy your wants."