... [D-damn it. Okay, he knows he did say SOMETHING WRONG, but he can't figure out how and just...ugh.]
[All the frustrated looks before he forces himself to be composed.]
I know. I do, but I...it's hard with everyone I remember being more or less gone. [Gosh, I have to talk about feelings and fffff. So awkward.] I'm still adjusting to that and even if I'm still getting used to this new...feeling, it's very apparent 'Rory' is important.
...and I do know Rory. Even if I can't remember the details I know I knew, I can still remember what I know of him from the memories that are my own. However this...two mind thing is working.
The kind of father who is supportive unconditionally and can figure out how people feel and just...know what people really need. That's the kind of person he is. I'm not that person.
It doesn't feel right being called father, the things about him that would make a good father are not things I have. In this family, it doesn't feel like a role I've earned and it seems wrong to take his when I've made him...I'm not even sure what happened to him.