 You know what I'm saying? Like, I have to be there with him. So he cries. He says he's leaving. I said, okay, dad, okay. Whatever you need, what you need. He goes, I'm packing my stuff tonight. He said, if you can come there and help me just get my stuff loaded, blah, blah, I'll be fine. So I said, okay. So I go up to the house. My mom's sitting on the couch. She's not, because my mom's like, hey, I don't condone you leaving or whatever. I'm not,