"Yeah...and yet people keep hitting me with that shit, so you know...if I have to do it, so do you." They lightly tap their fingers on the bar. "I'd say if you don't believe it, no one else will, but that's a lie. The number of people that keep believing in me as a person is weirdly a lot. And I'm pretty sure you're in the same boat. So...you know...guess you're stuck with me and this knowledge. You mean something to me. This is substance. Looking out for the people you care about and in a way they don't always expect. Even when I know you've got a lot of your own shit going on."