"I have no idea," he sighs, laughing a little. "About... things. I feel like I missed all my chances to help you figure shit out."

She'd had to do it on her own. He hates that, even if Sunny has turned into an amazing young woman. He comes over to the couch, leaving her a mug of coffee the way he knows she likes it and the plate of bacon. He shuffles back to the kitchen, grabbing his coffee, then returns to sit on the couch with her.