That cut him [i]deep[/i].

"Did you expect me to be disappointed? That you're hurt? That you're still hurting?" He shifts onto his knees and presses his face against the net, leaning in, "I have never been anything but proud of you. I still am, and I want to help you. But right now you are [i]scaring[/i] me." When his eyes dart to Black, there's genuine fear. If he was lying about a shutdown code, this is how committed he is to not using it.

Who is he even proud of? Someone he doesn't know anymore? A [i]memory[/i]? What lessons did [i]he[/i] have to learn?

How good was his help before, anyway? You have access to his study, now. You don't need him to co-operate.