I...don't know. We parted on a rather strange note I find myself still having trouble comprehending. But remembering all of that in a short time may change things somewhat.

[Cryptic, but truthful.]

No matter what he says about me, it's true--I can't hide from that. And I can't simply turn away from this. I've no right to look away from any of it when the vast majority of what he has been through is my own responsibility, and I intend to accept that. Besides, I'm...worried about him despite everything. Or perhaps because of it.

...I've never been very good at ignoring suffering as long as I'm possessed of sanity enough to care about it.