Kyle
Kyle, right. Sorry. Faces, sure, names, over my head.
If he asks me, I'm not going to lie. But I won't go out of my way to bring it up. Faults I can handle. Murderous impulses, not so much. We'll just have to learn to exist. And I'll tell my family you two are okay, by the way - my sister, father, uncle and granddad are all hunters. If I say you're okay they'll leave you be.