Good lord, the asshole's reaction was going to make him cry. He blinked away the tears that threatened the corners of his eyes and he shook his head, willing himself to be less emotional.
He wiped at his face with his hand to make sure that yes, it was still dry, and he looked down at the floor.
"It's Aunt Bridgit. She's got cancer," he responded, his throat closing up a little as he said it out loud. He was beginning to feel jittery as he sat there across from Cormac, and his legs began jiggling on their own accord.