If only there was a way to put the look in his eyes into the article. If everyone who had their doubts could have sat in this chair and seen the look in his eyes when he thought it, there wouldn't even need to be an article. It was clear how he was feeling, and how he'd wrestled with it. Clear that he was human, and as full of remorse as anyone would be in this situation. But Juliana was not a novelist, and she was not going to put a lyrical description of the emotion behind his eyes into her article. She was a researcher. She needed quotes. She needed to hear him talk about it.

Even knowing that, she still hesitated before she pressed on. "How did you find out?" she asked gingerly. "And what happened to them?"

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