[A wry- perhaps even old smile. In another life, he'd be the elder here.]

Give it a cent'ry or so b'fore y', and people were saying what you did, for things that were worse, y'know. [It is, what it is. The cycle continues, but for different things.]

Life might be somethin', sure- an' we might not be th' ones to change it, but th' point is you're not alone. Not righ' now.

[Hands in his pockets, he stands a bit straighter, and perhaps even shrugs.] You heard me, an' what I said. I saw a kid- scared, confused, hands full 'f somethin' way too big f'r her.

I saw her make a choice, an' y'know what? I'd say she made th' right one, ev'n if it was th' hard one.

[Sometimes the most 'correct' answers are the hardest ones to pull off, as it is.]