[ This is more along the lines of what he expected once he seriously started to think about the news. Why would Archer welcome him with open arms, if that's even what he himself wants? He spent his entire childhood away at boarding school or under the supervision of a heroin addict and a cruel mother. And Holly... well, he did nothing to whisk him away, like he imagines the kid probably hoped he or whatever image he conjured up in the place of his absentee father would.
He would have been worse off, really, if he'd been a ward of the state—New York isn't and wasn't exactly known for the quality of its system of orphanages, which is where he would have wound up. At least the boarding schools presumably gave him a chance at a decent house father or something (though, from what he's heard from his colleagues in MI6, their role, at least at Eton, was more to beat the everloving shit out of their wards.)
Holly shoves his hands in the pockets of his chinos as he walks and stares down at his loafers, clearing his throat. ]
I'm sorry. For not... [ Getting you out of that situation. ] Saying something, to someone. [ Child Protective Services. ] I should have. [ A beat. ] I understand why you'd be angry about that.
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He would have been worse off, really, if he'd been a ward of the state—New York isn't and wasn't exactly known for the quality of its system of orphanages, which is where he would have wound up. At least the boarding schools presumably gave him a chance at a decent house father or something (though, from what he's heard from his colleagues in MI6, their role, at least at Eton, was more to beat the everloving shit out of their wards.)
Holly shoves his hands in the pockets of his chinos as he walks and stares down at his loafers, clearing his throat. ]
I'm sorry. For not... [ Getting you out of that situation. ] Saying something, to someone. [ Child Protective Services. ] I should have. [ A beat. ] I understand why you'd be angry about that.