Percy looked worried when she described their relationship, a frown upon his face. He didn't like what he heard, but there was an emotional distance that kept him from actually feeling disturbed by the news. He fell silent, thoughtful, then said, "It's strange. What you say concerns me... and while I'm curious about details... I have a feeling, and correct me if I'm wrong, but it'll only cause me grief. I'm alright with not knowing. It won't make much difference, since... whenever I leave this place, I'll forget it all and nothing here will matter. I'd rather live in that ignorance and be satisfied with what you say, that I was a good father." He looked at her with sympathetic eyes. "I know that in my future, I divorce your mum. And I have a fairly good idea why."
He broke eye contact and directed his gaze sheepishly to the floor. "In my time, I hadn't been a father long. Molly was not even a year old, you weren't even born at the time. But I'll tell you the same thing I told Molly. I can't say for sure what motivations my future self had, but I can tell you that during my time... once Molly was born, I wanted to be the best father I could. I wanted to make the marriage work, despite it all... for our family unit as a whole. I can only imagine that was strengthened after your birth."