"Right. Okay." He stopped pacing and dropped into an armchair. "You're 22. That's all I need to know." He raked his hands through his hair once.
"I'm sorry. If I'm...freaking you out, but you gotta understand this is alot and you have a kid? That's...that's fine. But...this is alot. Okay? And...I'm. I'm. Doing my best."