No, no, just thought I could maybe borrow a spot to get some meditation in. You know. Relax. Deep breaths. Try not to have an existential crisis while thinking about the fact dad might have been right about barely scratching the surface of my powers.

[ He takes a seat, leaning forward slightly, scratching up and down his arms. This is an uncomfortable subject, and he's trying his best to ward everything off with jokes and jabs. But at the same time, well. If there's anyone he can ask for advice... Number One should be it, right?

... Right? ]

... I just. I didn't go anywhere. I didn't disappear and show up with something new like you and Diego. Christ, it was so much easier to deal with this when I could just turn everything off by taking some heroin, Jesus...