Okay, that... [He sniffs and rubs at his face.] Okay.

I guess I understand. There isn't much I can do, not like you can. Your mom, at least she's also one of the Different. If I just didn't come home one day and I couldn't be contacted, Phil and Kris would lose their minds.

[He wasn't their kid but he recognized that they did care about him, for some reason. And he was starting to care more about them, too.]

Just... text me whenever you get back home, if you don't mind. [He grimaces, then shakes his head.] Actually, no. You don't have to. Sorry.