That sounds kind of like the complete opposite of the reality he's living right now. He never thought he could resent himself so much - for being better, for not sharing whatever that quality he had with the person he is now. He doesn't always come back safe, either. It doesn't feel like it, anyway.

He doesn't seem comfortable with that answer, but he doesn't say anything about it. He shakes his head to himself a little, looking down because it makes it so he doesn't have to focus on the back that they are making a lot of body contact.

"I think you were a good dad," he says, which is sort of an understatement to the feelings he gets from his actual memories. "Better than my...the other one, I guess."