Focusing on 'now' was harder than Dalyn might have thought. His father's face was infront of him, telling him to punish himself for befriending a gay man and associating with anyone of the sort.... his blue eyes stared into space a moment, ignoring Dalyn. He was no longer his father's nor the 'Almighty's puppet, there was no such thing. Though he was doubting he had been anything of the sort before. He had no clue who he was any more.
Snapping himself out of his he still remained quiet. "Yeah... uhm, hey, can we go try on some... stuff? I don't - maybe it'll help."