“All good, I hope,” he responded, smiling. “He’s told me a lot about you too. I’m really glad you’re here, mate. I’m glad you get the chance to put pieces back together.” He reached to rub under his chin a bit, noting idly that he really was rather due for a shave. One step at a time, though. He had twelve years of prison to get off of him, after all. “I know what it’s like to be without all of them, albeit under incredibly different circumstances.”
He nodded a bit, looking at him curiously. “How are you holding up?”