Why, do you know what it's like? I'm sorry if I said something offensive.
I just... have to distance myself at potential consequences like believing my Dad can find a new job and I can go to another university.
But also, sometimes -- as much as I hate to quote Joaco on this one -- sacrifices happen especially if you're trying to do the right thing. And that is only if we fail.
And I have to believe we will succeed. Because, what? Am I supposed to stop helping you because of my future illustrious career as a lawyer?