A year ago, Eddie probably would have kept his distance. But that was before everything-before being killed, for one thing. Before finding out about everything. Crying in front of-well, it was before a lot. And he gave a nod, "Yeah, I want to know you. I mean, as fucked up as I am, I'm still interested in getting to know my kid. I'm just saying that it isn't going to be normal. Who the fuck wants normal anyway?" He wanted a smoke just then and took a sip of his coffee.