"The last time I saw my dad he tried tae knife me. The worst thing? Me mother agreed with him. I know what ye mean. Parents... fuck it... people are arseholes. Last birthday? I got heroin from my dad... fucking heroin! I dunnae touch the stuff meself... Took over a year in rehab last time. Lookit this way... there is always at least one person who'll miss ye... always. I never believed it meself... I mean, look at me... I'm a fucking degenerate moron who dunnae know when tae keep his mouth shut... we all got issues... I mean there were those two..." He caught himself again "We all have problems. Ye gottae live up tae em... 'couse if ye end it... the problem wins... an' winners like ye an me cannae take<em>that</em>can we?" He tried a laugh, but all he got was a bitter bark. "What a fuckin' pair..." He put a hand on her shoulder, massaging lightly, just like Julio had taught him in his old 'world massage' class. It was a relaxing massage to almost everyone.