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There ain't nothing for you to apologize for. Not like you knew.
Don't go see her, she'd like that too much. Whatever, you do what you gotta do.
Right. What's done is done. [...] So, that's it then? We done talking? 'cause if so, then I gotta tell you, this ain't nothing like how I expected meeting my real daddy to go. I ain't saying I expected it to go well, or for you to want anything to do with me -- in fact I didn't say anything 'cause it weren't my place and I had no idea if you'd believe me when you don't even believe you're more than just Raoul Gaudreau -- but I guess I just figured when I finally met you that you might wanna ask about me and get to know your God damned kid. But no, you're all 'Damn that Naomi, how could she do this?' like you think I got all the stupid answers. Well, newsflash buddy, I don't, 'cause she never told me. All she did was send me off to my uncle thinking he'd help me find you. And I wanted to, more than anything, but now I kinda wish I hadn't 'cause you're just making think stupid thoughts like maybe I could've had a real mama and daddy who wanted me and made me special. But I ain't got that. Instead, I got an uncle, and he shouldn't have to deal with all this but he did, and you ain't gonna ruin that. So... yeah.