"You still have not answered my question! How can you look upon Isaac with loathing and say that you love me? We are cut from the same cloth." Even now, they seemed afraid. Even now Gene looked to Jack before approaching and be it for reassurance or a basic check for his own safety- it stung. It would always sting. "Asking after something and demanding that it be told are two very different things, Jack. You know this. You both know this. If you wish to make this right, truly? Answer me. To you, to both of you, what is the difference in your eyes between me and Isaac."