Why? Why will it hurt her so damn much, Dad? We've all hard our fair share of pain. Why is it so difficult for me to just get some answers to maybe help ease my own?
It is. So don't run around asking anyone about it. And don't try to follow me around either. You've got your secrets? Fine. I've got my own too. You've been gone, Dad. It's time to accept the fact that I've grown up enough to make my own choices. YOUR orders don't matter anymore.
[ooc: LAME. he will be. HOPEFULLY having her around at least will help. a little.]