[Brent clung to him as long as he could, holding his breath without realising until they burnt inside him. Then he slowly took a deep breath and moved his hands to pat the boy on the shoulders. Pulling back.]

Yeah. Yeah it does. Hopefully won't ever happen to you... God. I can barely look at you, sorry kid. [He forced a laugh dragging his palm over his face and wiping away the few tears that had fallen.]

You got a real good face on your shoulders.