Yeah we still...we still hang out. [His voice is quiet and he chews on his lower lip, trying to find the words to describe the way things are with him and Scott.] We're still brothers. We'll always be brothers. Other you -- she hates it. And I can't even blame her. He's killed her.

[He exhales and pulls his knees up to his chest, but he doesn't pull his hand away from hers.]

You really think it can work?