"You're a good friend, too." Mia smiled a little, but it was sad. She felt bad that Kon hadn't had the sort of life she did. She'd always grown up with her brother and she had had her father, who'd always been there for her. Now she had Cuddy. She was fortunate, really.
"Now," Mia said, picking up where he'd left off, "Now you're older and you're different and you'll make a difference." She saw his tears, but said nothing about them.