“Doesn’t matter. She’s not from our world. And you’ve known it. You don’t protect anyone by keeping the truth from them.” Tony had maintained control of himself all afternoon, though it slipped towards the end.

“Say I kept the truth from her. Let her live a comfortable lie. She carries on, waiting with baited breath for the day you’ll somehow become the father she lost, condemning your girlfriend and secretly resenting you for every second you’re with her. Does that sound fair to absolutely anyone in this equation?”