"I wanted to live a normal life," Jack sighs, looking down at their hands together. "Not that our life was ever really normal. I thought maybe I could do it. Maybe it would be okay. But I realised if I stayed any longer you'd start to notice. My youthful good looks? Not just good ageing. I mean, not like a face cream can do that, right?" He tries to make light of things, act like it wasn't one the the hardest decisions he ever made.

"I should have explained it to you then."