Seth/Kirsten
"Hi, Mom."
Seth almost fell down in the chair opposite her, looking worn out.
"Where's Ryan?" she asked.
"He went to the pool house. Said he needed to rest. I could use some rest myself, actually."
"He talked to you?"
Seth looked up, surprised.
"Yeah, you knew?"
"He asked me about weather to tell you or not. He thought maybe you'd be better off not knowing. He was worried you'd freak out. Did you?"
"Maybe a little, at first. But I think we got over it. God, can you understand how she let that bastard do that to him? Apparently she'd just sit there on her ass and watch it like-"
Kirsten interrupted him, before he said too much assuming she already knew. She didn't want him to feel he'd betrayed Ryan.
"Seth, I think he might have told you more than he did me."
"Really? What did he tell you?"
"Just that there had been events in his past similar to your games, and that he didn't trust himself not to hurt anybody if he got too exited."
"Oh, okay." Seth was silent for a moment. "Yeah, the version he told me was a bit more detailed.. I'm not sure he'd want me to repeat it to you though.."
"I understand that. I'm just glad you two can talk to each other."
"Yeah, me too. You know, it really helps when trying to understand Ryan, to know about those things. He should tell you too."
"Maybe some day he will."
"Yeah. Maybe."