[ And he feels... so terribly guilty for this. ]

She's a good friend and she's his daughter.

[ He worries at his upper lip, and then: ] But I'm a selfish asshole and I just wanted to see and spend time him, screw everything else.

[ Shutting his eyes now, and knocking his head back against the wall. He doesn't want to think on the logic behind how he feels. The justifications that don't feel like justifications at all. ]