[ he lifts his hands, palm-out to ask him to wait. ] Harry. I'm sorry, it sounds like-- like that version of me was everything I hoped never to be. [ harry's never been.. afraid of him, if that's what this is, and the sight of it breaks him. he's not his father. he would never, never hurt his son, and yet there'd been some version of him who had. ]

I love my son, and you're a version of him. I want to help, but I understand if you can't.. accept that. [ even though all he wants in the world is protect this boy, he can't, he can't push. ]