"Yeah, everybody." Brodie said, nodding. He had cried before. More than once, over different things; and he wouldn't parade it around, but it seemed kind of normal to him that people cried sometimes. He also settled back, looking up at the sun again; Brodie sighed heavily and shook his head. This was some fuckery. First time he'd used this expression in his life - and it worked.
"Um, yeah, I've cried as a kid. I think everybody has, right?" Weird conversation topic, but what else would they talk about? The cheerfulness that had been there before was long gone now, sadly. "And after that, too...Not a cry baby, but yeah." Those teenage years had been as thrilling as they had been painful, after all. In the end all Brodie wanted was for Jamie to know it was okay to cry whenever he needed to as far as he was concerned. And Brodie would never judge, either.