Montana didn't want to keep on hearing the bad things waiting for Rosanna in the coming days. Even if he would do his best to help Rosanna through it, he couldn't deny the fact that he was scared. If anything, he wanted to escape the conversation.
That was why when he heard what Allan said, he found a route to digress the conversation. Allan seemed to know him way more than he expected. Montana didn't want to hear about pain… even if he would hear about his childhood—which was pretty much the same.
"You… know me when I was a child?"
"You're always with me when you're a little kid." Allan hummed. "Percy and your mother would be out and about with their missions, and you would sit in my office like a decoration. You scared a lot of visitors because you stared at people too much. Not to mention, your lack of proper reaction.
"Even when you cut your hands on broken glass, you'd only smile at people like you can't feel pain."
