I really... don't know how I feel about him. Pops was my father. Roger was dead before I was born, and I used to hate him. I really did. But... [Ace buries his face in his hands and wants to scream again. This is so hard. And he wanted to fuck again, not get caught up on his multitude of fucking father issues.] Prison and execution kinda shifted things. I-Why are we talking about this?!