But... But he just slowly started getting ove his trauma, not runing into green, or something lie that... And the part of it that he slowly started to realize b** is not his mom... I mean, of course he knows it all along but didn't... feel it, if you know what I mean, Because, for him, love is painful and dangerous, since all he knows that the most important one, who would die for you today may try to kill you tomorrow. He naturally seeks that twisted love, affection, whatever you call, but b** is different, and he finally recognized it. That's why he didn't strike the very first moment when he counted the pills, that's why he wanted to belive B** wouldn't do that, that's why he was angry and desperate that much when those pills were misisng... Because it's B**, it"s not his mom.
He was sweet and caring exactly because it's not his mom.
And the ultimate proof is that he called B** and not his mom at his deathbed. At that point It didn't matter if it's hate or love or revenge or pain or whatever, all that matters it's "B**" and not "mom"
That's the whole point.
...I respect every single soul on this olanet or an other, who can torture themself woth reread... Seriously. I couldn't do that. It would really ruin me... :(