[fair. He tends to avoid that side of the family. Mostly since they usually only call him about Anthony.]

Sure.

[or at least he was hoping that's how ulcers work. He drank his cold sludgy coffee as Anthony talked and regretted it. It seemed that Anthony really did have his life together. A girlfriend, too, that was a new one. Especially the dating steadily.

So what the hell was he doing here?

Nevermind. He was glad he was. The twilight zone was one thing and Fell was another. If he believed in divine intervention, which he didn't, he might believe he came at the right time to stop it all from falling apart]

Nothing's changed. Except being in this bloody city. [a faint smirk]

You've actually done something for yourself.

[he looked away]

God, I hate compliments. Why do people have to compliment each other? Isn't it enough to just be told when you screwed up?

[which is to say he's proud of you]