"Well I should be. I was like him once. I just... wasn't always fooling myself..." He raised his hand, brushing it off. "Why would he be afraid of a family? Is he afraid he'd screw up? Because really, I'm afraid I'll screw up with her and Truth, and hell, I did probably the worse thing I could and am here. And plan to stay here for... well, forever. I'm still terrified."
"Yeah, I was. Different house, older. But I was there. My lovely family consists of my sister though. My mum died not even a year ago and my dad and I are... estranged."