[A snort.] I must be losing my touch. You guys are making me go soft.

[But he frowns, looking up into the sky.]

I guess I always thought if me and my twin met one day, it'd be a good thing. Instead it's like he resents me for being alive.

[But that's neither here nor there. He shrugs, then turns back to her.]

But it's okay. I've made my own family here. If he doesn't want to be a part of it, he doesn't have to be.