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The whole vibe of this episode was different. Slower, quieter, but that ain’t a bad thing. Sometimes silence says more than gunfire. Ellie isn’t just surviving—she’s unraveling. The way she holds that guitar, the way she plays like she’s trying to bleed out a memory—it’s not just emotional, it’s surgical. That scene wasn’t made to entertain. It was made to hurt.

And Dina? Man, Dina’s becoming the heartbeat of this thing. Not just some sidekick or love interest, but someone who gets it. Their bond isn’t a fairytale—it’s two broken kids trying to hold each other together in a world that’s trying to tear them apart. There’s real weight there. It’s not about the kiss. It’s about the trust. And that’s rare.

Now Isaac—don’t even get me started. The man showed up for what, like three minutes? And still felt like he was dragging a whole war behind him. Cold, calm, calculating. The kind of dude who makes you nervous even when he’s smiling. That’s power.

But here’s what really stuck with me: the way this show moves. It don’t rush. It don’t chase cheap highs. It lets things breathe. Lets the characters sit in their pain. That’s grown-folk storytelling. And I respect it.

Bottom line? Episode four wasn’t flashy, but it was heavy. It’s the kind of episode that sticks to your ribs. You don’t walk away from it—you carry it. That’s real art. And I’m locked in.