[Oh hey, Dipper has his old journal. That's... weirdly comforting. He leans over to peer at the pages. ]

Because this was a town that thought trapping a child in an unending nightmare coma was a better choice than...literally anything else. Why not put the future of an entire world and the natives of it in a bunch of eggs and dump it in our laps?

[Because Deerington would never, ever be fair. ]

But yeah, I hear you. It's- [he hesitates, he trusts Dipper enough with his sordid past by now, but he's not sure if this is the best time for it] it's not easy. Knowing your actions have directly hurt someone else. I didn't need the extra regret- I've already got plenty.