It was dramatically different from being a weed, for sure. Now that I know the weeds were there, and which weeds were there, I know what I would've done. I would've hid in the corner, hoped I didn't get yanked to become a target, and let the sadistic weeds have their way. Then, I would've crawled out saying: "There was nothing I could do." Then, I'd go to check on you, and possibly offer any information I heard in there repeated to you.

...But, that's not what you mean, is it? You mean, were the emotions I inflicted on you similar to how it was for me, when I was inside the game? That is, where I was before I came here?