I'm sorry, man. [ He reaches out, hand coming over the younger man's shoulder to offer an apologetic squeeze. ] We don't have to talk about it, if you'd rather not.
[ He'd like to know. He's glimpsed the scars left on everyoneβthe kids, Harrington, the girls. Nancy Wheeler has haunted eyes. He's seen that look and he only hopes that one day she'll get the chance to leave this town and come home to set her ghosts to rest. In all the years since he figured out the world was weirder than it should be, it's easier to move past shit if you're young. If the weirdness catches you when you're old enough, it has the bad tendency to leave scars. ]
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[ He'd like to know. He's glimpsed the scars left on everyoneβthe kids, Harrington, the girls. Nancy Wheeler has haunted eyes. He's seen that look and he only hopes that one day she'll get the chance to leave this town and come home to set her ghosts to rest. In all the years since he figured out the world was weirder than it should be, it's easier to move past shit if you're young. If the weirdness catches you when you're old enough, it has the bad tendency to leave scars. ]
I'm just here for you, okay?