[He nods and glances down at the counter top, gnawing gently on his lip. He's never really spoken to anyone about what he went through; the teasing and pushing, the laughter. He never wanted to see the smile leave his mother's face as he knew it would if she knew what had happened to him. But it had been a long time ago. By teenage standards anyways.]

It's okay. I...don't like to talk about it. But I guess anyone would question something like this. [He looks down at his cast.]

But you don't have to worry about me.

[He finally looks up, a smile on his face.]