It was actually kind of like that in Jr.'s father's case. Again. Douche.

"It's ... well I'm probably not good at explaining it!" he admitted. "Since for me it doesn't really feel weird..." He wondered briefly how it felt for his other brother and said douche of a father. But again, the thought of the situation just made his jaw clench slightly. He didn't like thinking about it. He'd been pissed enough just knowing about it.

"If anything, we can blame the Warden for stopping her before she could do any more. And once our friends wake up we can just laugh about worrying. Do you have a lot of friends and people you want to see?"