Stunned into silence, Eugene tried to focus on the parts which were important. Trouble was, there was so much being thrown at them both all at once that he was worried about missing a vital piece. However important, they needed to navigate this carefully, as some things, intentional or not, were being misunderstood. "...You're right. We do tend to shirk off the bad and favor the good. I'd say it's because we've learned to live for the good moments and the bad are just something worked through, but..." they were in Luceti now, had been for some time. It didn't erase the fact that their world left an indelible mark on their emotional coping. Night terrors were a fact of life, children bore the brunt of it, but it was not something that could be fixed or worked away. "But we do take you seriously, Zev. And it's never been our intention to hurt or diminish you."

He stepped forward after giving Jack a quick glance, wanting to bridge this gap that Zev noticed, felt, pointed out was really there. One hand reached to grasp and squeeze a shoulder, offering a nervous smile. Not nervousness borne out of fear, but borne out of not knowing quite how to proceed with the right steps in mind. A difficult dance, to be sure, but he would weather this. They would, and they'd come out stronger in the end for it.

"Granted, Jack and myself aren't the smartest of guys, but when we do wrong, we try our best to right it. You don't need to endure. We're here, and we'd never ask you to be some trophy we put on display."