[Quick glance at the secrets hovering haphazardly behind Mickey. Whether or not they're his doesn't matter. The sentiment would be the same.]
I'm not you. I can't tell you how to face it, nor would I understand the pain you've gone through. But I will tell you that I would turn my weakness into a strength. Isn't your past the reason you fight, to protect others? What use would there be in ignoring it then?