"The babble's a good look for you," And while the words coming from anyone else might have seemed patronizing, it was really Jeff's way of trying to clear the air. He understood. Probably a lot more than she knew. And-
"It's... that's why my wife left. She... found out about Thomas. What he was, what that... meant. She thought I'd... tricked her, into-" Loving him. Having a daughter with her. And... the worst part was, he couldn't honestly say he hadn't. Of course, it was only at the beginning. Just- he was young, he was an idiot, he wanted a date with the beautiful woman. Sue him. But as things went on... how much had been her, and how much had been Thomas' little 'gift'? He couldn't really say. "So, there. Return babble. But I get it. Really."
Why he was telling her all that, he didn't know. Guilt, maybe. Or a warning. Or.. he just really needed another beer. He polished off his current bottle, and waved the bartender over for another.