No, Seel might never change. Part of Seel was still thirteen, stuck in that filthy cellar, Uigenna and then raped and it was all your fault Cal. At least the rhythm was the same. They knew each other, inside and out. Maybe that would help. Maybe it would hinder.

He knew he needed to thank Cal for what he'd done. The har saved his son from being tortured to death. Seel wasn't sure if he'd ever recover, mentally, but at least Cal tried. That meant something, even if he didn't want to admit it out loud.

Tyson's misguided. He both worships you and thinks your a murderer. He's right. Seel knew, he just didn't care. And dammit Cal, you were going to be supportive of this town if it killed him. He fished out some more money and bought him a cupcake.

"Eat it."