Chester hadn't expected this reaction at all. The calmness from Delvin rubbed off onto him and he stopped crying. The irrational hatred and anger seemed to disappear for the time being. He stared into those blue eyes and felt relaxed... For the first time in a long while. His lips twitched, almost into a grin. "I..." he wanted to apologized, but somehow he knew he didn't have to. Delvin understood. And he didn't take any mean thing he ranted to heart.

He lifted his left pant leg, showing his fake leg and the blood. "There are clasps on the side to take it off... I am about due for a new one... The Government pays for it because of... Because I used to be a soldier..." He barely remembered his life before the accident, but that was the one part he could remember. "I was home for a break and... Well... Someone hit me while I was riding my Vespa..."