He told me that's why he got drunk, but I suppose he might not have told me the whole truth about that, either. [There's faint anger in his voice, staring at the wall, nice and blank and not at all reflective. Faint if only because his emotions are all over the place, and...]

It almost seems...hard to care right now. When it feels like I'm in love with someone else in another time and another place. I understand what North was talking about, how it would've felt so right to them. Natural. So I understand that transgression. I may not be happy about it, but I understand.

...Perhaps you didn't need all of that dumped on you. [A bare smirk. Very bare. Didn't need it, but it happened all the same.]