[Papa, himself, was starting to think he was better off here, having the chance to talk to all versions of Hal and spending time with his exwife. Back home, it was just... death.]

Hrm... So we're just slaves to the building's will then, huh? [He frowned but looked overall less angry, having told his son what he wanted him to hear.]

[Huey was also liking the less strained relations with any version of his son, beginning to see how much he had missed the past couple of years. Hal wasn't... too much of a disappointment in his eyes.]