very eloquent, Mals.
You? Actually fucking noticing something? That's a first, Dad. Seem pretty goddamn oblivious to most things involving me or my life.
... And anyway, it. Wasn't like. I didn't notice either, brat, so.... Er, well. I mean. I noticed for me, but not you. Or. Uh. ... You know what, never mind. *he mumbles, his face red.*
And stop talking about that shit with the kid, god. Fucking creep.