"Oh, don't lie to me, I'm better at it than you are," Peter said. He was still watching. "You've broken up how many times? And you're still surfing on the edges of this black hole because-- what? You think it's the only thing you've got? Because sometimes it feels good? You can get the same experience out of a serotonin shot in your butt."

He watched Sam shove those things into his pack. "I can't believe I'm saying this, but you're better than this."

He wasn't even really talking about Sam as a person or anything. He'd seen Todd just now and that was the same thing.