[ Aw, Yuri. Feelings do suck, don't they. Bones smirks with what can only be called warmth in his eyes. He sees you, kid. He remembers being a bratty teen who thought he knew how the world worked. ]

Guilt's one of those things. People talk about how it gets easier to deal with, or how you gotta forgive yourself... but if you ask me, that shit never really goes away. You just get further away from it. Whether that's forgiveness or just time rollin' on by, well. I dunno. But I've fucked up plenty.

[ He takes down a few notes in his notepad, looking down to avoid freaking the kid out with the fact that he's about to open up a bit. ]

Back when I was alive, I was a doctor, too. I had plenty of patients die on me -- my dad, [ His voice comes out hoarse as he says that, and he's quick to clear his throat and move on past it. ] People I wish I could've saved. Sure, I knew it was part of the job, but I let that guilt fuel me. I thought it made me stronger.

[ He shakes his head. This is maybe a lot to put on a kid, but Yuri doesn't want to be treated like a kid, does he? He turns and looks at Yuri as he speaks, silver eyes clear with intent. ]

All it did was make me an obsessed asshole. I neglected my wife and kid 'cause I was too busy punishin' myself over the lives I couldn't save. I was so obsessed with tryin' live up to the dead, I couldn't see that I was leavin' behind the livin' while I was at it.