A time would probably be right. I'm not sure there ever really will be a right time. Or a time where it'll be any easier. Hell, who knows if there'll even be a time where we'll get him to sit down and listen, for that matter.

God, all of this is just so... [Jack sits back in his chair and runs a hand over his face, not really able to find the right word to describe it] Why does it have to be so difficult?