That is generally how this place goes. Eventually, you get to a tipping point.

[Hers had been the Titanic, absolutely and completely. When she followed the sound of the party on deck and watched people being sliced like they were meat. That had been the point she'd lost it. She'd managed to heal, much as one can, from that- but that was still the point that started off the downward spiral.]

What point did you realise you couldn't deal with it any more?

[Because as much as he would like to argue otherwise, he is definitely not dealing with it.]