I have to fight to keep from flinching at Stanley Poole's name. None of this would have happened if he hadn't been such a selfish coward. He wouldn't have sent me to the orphanage to keep me silent about his betrayals, he wouldn't have turned you into Ryan, and I hate him for that. But at the same time, you forgave him. You saw the little person he was and decided he wasn't worth your anger and I learned from that. I learned so much from that, but at the same time, I hate him. I hate him so much and you can probably tell.

And at the same time, I'm frightened, Father. What if you decide you like the life you remember more than the one we have? What if those memories take you away from me? "You need it?"