The decision is a simple one. There, Rémi exists, barely, broken, defeated, eternally dismayed; and here, I exist, the only person near enough to determine why, the only person with the resolve to follow this through until the mystery has been solved, in its entirety, until the cast of characters is left together awestruck by a parlor room reveal. To probe into a soul, to adventure through a psyche, seeking a semblance of salvation: well, Rémi would call that the most engrossing narrative of all.
And if I do not, who will?
If I am not willing, who will be?