He will. He's got a lot to figure out, like what he's going to do with himself. That takes time, and unfortunately, he doesn't get to curl up in a prison cell for a few months to think about it.

[ Not that he was speaking from experience or anything. ]

[ He blew out a sigh at that last part, shaking his head. ]

I swear, if he wasn't such a goody two shoes, you two would probably be near identical. He didn't share much with other people either...

[ He paused, trailing off as he made a face. ]

One moment I see him fishing well into the night, the next I see him with a girl on his arm, the next he's punching out his best friend by the river, and then out again with a different girl... I still don't know what to make of that guy.