[Jaime laughs, but after all that tense talk, it's not an unkind sound.]

Ken, you're eleven. I promise you that 90% of the kids your age know just as much as you do -- less, probably. You're smarter than you think you are. You've got lots of time to decide, and to learn, and -- heck, I don't know enough to jump into a great job right away.

[He's not going to college next year. That idea is still an odd one to him, that he's leaping into adulthood so soon. It will be his first time not having any schoolwork to go home to.]

It's just good to think about, that's all.