A bitter look came to his face. Considering what Steve saw, he fully expected to be judged, and he deserved it. It didn't mean he was happy about it, though.

"You think I don't know that?" he snapped, getting to his feet. "You think I didn't argue with myself for days about it? But my life was hell then, Steve, and I couldn't get out. All I could think about was dying to get away."