His emotions on this subject seem to rise and fall like the tide - sorrow leaves him, to be replaced by fear and numbness, only for that overwhelming sadness to fill him again like a flood. It's started to drown him again, hearing Greg's words. Neither of them wanted this. His dad had wanted so much better for him but it all got taken away.

He crawls forward, wrapping his arms around himself and falling against Greg's body, tears beginning to run down his cheeks again. The stunned horror of her brutality can't last forever, and in it's wake all he can feel is there tragedy of what's happened, and feel the loss of what's been taken from him.

He wanted to be held by his dad, like he should have been for these four long years. His craving for that comfort and that security is overwhelming, and now that he knows it's what Greg had wanted too, there's no holding back.

He wants to believe that this really is over, that now they can be free. That hope is something he will cling to for as long as he can.