"It's been a long time in the making, I think." Aedan smiled a little, and Sebastian nodded at him too, but there seemed to be something in his father's eyes from the way he was blinking pretty rapidly.
"Aye, that it does. I've done a lot of that over the years. When I was younger, I got into a bit of...well, a lot of trouble, but once it caught up to me, a judge sent me off for a while, to this ranch in Florida for troubled kids sort of a thing. We talked about...some of that there. I came back home and did my best at making reparations. People didn't all want that, but I learned how to be okay with some of those things then, what I did when I was young and stupid."
He frowned. "And I think that was the last time any of the work I've tried to do on myself took. Well, my stepfather helped me with some things, when I was younger and realized I needed some sort of an advocate in my life, but...it's harder now that I'm older. Old things keep coming back to haunt me."
Where would he even begin with that? He was a little confused about that point.
"Something I like about myself?" he snorted. "You realize there's more I hate than not...I do see why you say it's hard. And I doubt my quick hands are going to be a good thing here. But, let's see now. I don't easily give up a fight."