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"You're not going to make this easy, are you?" Rex asks, taking a deep breath.

"I'm not angry and I'm not sending you away, Nic. I wanted you to come home so I could tell you that I love you." he says.

"I know that I've been hard on you, but that's because I know how I was at your age. No one could tell me anything because I knew everything. Mom and Carter tried. Check my arrest record if you don't believe me." Rex says.

"I also know what it's like to feel like no one listens to you or cares what you think. I lived that, too. But I just saw a good friend of mine have a hole blasted in her chest, Nic." Rex says, going silent for a moment.

"And the only thing I could think when I saw her was...what if that had been /you/?" he asked.

"I would have had to explain to Mom and Carter that you died on my watch, when they sent you to me to be safe. That's all I've ever tried to do is keep you safe, Pnnt. It's not about bossing you around, or trying to make you a slave. It's about keeping you from getting killed and having to wonder how I could have stopped it." Rex says.

"I don't like your relationship with Cindy Lord. It's not because she's a girl, either, before you go there...though I guess part of that did kind of catch me off guard. I learned one of the guys I work with is...gay. He and I used to be friends. I didn't realize it, but I guess once I found out, I kind of distanced myself from him, without meaning to. He quit not long after, and I messed up that friendship." Rex tells her, turning the fire downn low on the bacon.

"I think Cindy is a lot like her dad, just in a prettier package. Max Lord is /scum/, Nic. I don't want him to get anywhere near you...but that's not my call. That's yours." he says.

"Just keep your eyes and ears open and don't let Cindy or anyone pressure you into anything you don't want to do. You do that, I'll try to live with the rest of it on my end." Rex finishes.