"And now you don't know what to strive for, is it? You've got it all? Life, money, sight, talent, people love you, Willy loves you? Charmed life, yeah? Hard to be a tortured artist."

Hex slipped his arm around Fin and pulled him close to hold him.

"Except it's not. Plenty of famous people, really creative people, live with demons. You...you've got troubles, Fin, same as the rest of us, they're just...different. Everything can't be roses."