"I think you just need to be honest," Sarah said, briefly digging in her purse for the tissue packet and then handing over the retrieved tissue to Charlie. "If he moved on, I think he's in a good place to understand that you have too, in a way. They might be the same man genetically, and the older Hiro might have once been the younger Hiro, but they aren't the same men now. More like – brothers of sorts?"
She squeezed Charlie's free hand. "He'll understand. Both of them want you happy, you just have to tell them what makes you happy, not let macho nobleness have it dictated to you."