"yeah.."
"He's...my son."
"....?"
"Kat, it's been almost a 100 years. I'm married now. I-I have a family..."
"N-o..I understand!"
"...I...tell them stories about you. I-I have a daughter too...Margot..."
"Pft...stories...about me...they suck don't they."
"I mean...I'm not the best storyteller...but you're they're hero, Kat..."
He smiles at Kat a little
"Not even close to a hero either."
"You are to them...you were to me, too..."
Owen comes padding down the stairs. He peeks at Kat over the railing, curious
