Is America the place you came from? I don't know much about it. [If anything.] The Americans sound like good people. That's what everyone should do. You never know who's hurting, or when you're gonna get attacked. So you might as well make friends when you can, right?

[For a moment, when Ace's shoulder is touched, he looks soft and young. He's still in the end a young man damned from before he was born, hated throughout his life for actions he didn't do, and who died violently before reaching twenty-one. He still feels dirty, like he's unworthy of praise. So when he gets it, and thinks it's sincere, it really does affect him.

Then the moment fades, and he nods in acknowledgement of what Dale says as he gets back to the conversation.] Well, I'm not exactly a good person. So I get where they're coming from. People hear about what I did for a living, and they think the worst about me. But back home, there weren't a lot of options for people like me.