(It hits him with a ton of bricks. Tifa trusts him, even now that she knows what he has been through. Even if he showed her a small piece of the bigger puzzle that is his reality at home. For a few seconds, he's speechless, eyebrows furrowed as his shoulders square in tension.)
... It's just how things are when you have a criminal record.
(He finally speaks, quietly and serious. He doesn't even reach for the drink, instead taking his pen to loop around his fingers. It's what he can do to ease it a little.)
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... It's just how things are when you have a criminal record.
(He finally speaks, quietly and serious. He doesn't even reach for the drink, instead taking his pen to loop around his fingers. It's what he can do to ease it a little.)
I'm sorry I kept it from you.