Xander looked at Bobby for a bit, then down at his hand that was being held by Bobby. "Your not the only one who is having a tough time. My mother died when I was born, though I always know she is with me and what she expects of me. How do you think I am able to tolerate my father?' he gave her a soft smile. "And you know I am not going anywhere. Your a friend, and I don't leave my friends behind for anything..."