Demon returns home to find Dori awake on the couch in bloody pajamas, crying, with Jip frantic from the smell of blood. He cleans her up, dresses her, and tries to calm her while she demands to know where he has been; his phone has been locked in the car. Confronted with the amount of blood, Demon concludes the pregnancy is likely over, a realization that triggers fresh grief in Dori.

When Dori begs to shoot a morphine patch, Demon restrains her, fearing a fatal overdose and not knowing what she has already taken. He recalls prior episodes of finding Dori overdosed and blue-lipped, the desperate measures he used to revive her, and the guilt that followed. Determined to get through the night, he keeps her from using and holds her until she settles.

Demon wonders if the pregnancy was ever certain, given Dori’s irregular periods, and accepts he may never know. He recognizes their relationship as consuming and codependent: he has become her provider and guardian, juggling groceries, drugs, a failing job at the co-op, an ailing car, and even running out of dog food, while Dori clings to him, terrified he will leave like everyone else.

Restless, Demon fights the urge to fix everything, then carries the weakening Dori upstairs and tucks her in, shocked by how little she weighs. He strips and washes the bloody linens, cleans the room, and lies down on the bare couch, facing the bleak truth that his only purpose is keeping Dori alive—and he no longer knows how to do it.