Alfred nodded slowly. "So it's not her that's got you feeling trapped. It's him." This was more or less the opposite of his situation with Zelda; he'd never felt guilty about leaving when it had just been the pair of them. The revelation left him with a not-particulalry-charitable feeling towards Jo's Zach. He didn't know the man well and honestly hadn't heard much about their relationship from Jo; what she had told him had been vague but positive. In that last fight they'd had, Jo had said she loved him — even then Alfred wasn't sure if he believed her.

It wasn't his place to say anything. It wasn't his place to say anything. It had probably never been his place to say anything, but it certainly wasn't now, when they barely talked. He worried his lower lip.

"Jo, you don't —" he started. "You don't owe him this, just because he's her father."

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