Yeah.

[Chuuya’s expression grows solemn as he glances away.]

The past has a way of sticking with you. Even if it hurts.

[But now he’s looking back at Linneus, gaze intense.]

I dunno much about your past, but it seems like it hangs over you too. Like it’s something you can’t quite shake. Or maybe you don’t even wanna shake it, even though you know you should. I know the feeling, trust me.

[Boy does he ever.]

But if you ever just wanna vent about it, go right ahead. I don’t blab to anyone about stuff like that, so.