[The effect Sufferer's words have on him is immediate. He brings their hands to his forehead, closing his eyes in guilt and thanks and some of the tension leaving his shoulders.]

When I have a choice. The problem is it seems here is the only place I have a choice.

[He sighs, lowering their hands again but still not letting go in a subtle childish desire to keep contact with his father. He shakes his head to try and set aside those dour thoughts.]

Is everything alright here? What did I miss?