[Hayato shrugs off the hand and stands up. Now that's he's got a bit more control of himself, he has reverted to his dislike of being touched.]

I didn't know who she was until long after she died...

[He shrugs a bit, he didn't like talking about it but he really didn't have much of an experience with his mother]

I dunno, this thing... it's kinda like bein' able to pretend to be normal. I know it's stupid.... but... it got me through livin' in Italy...

[The teen takes a cigarette from the box in his pocket and lights it. Just what he needed. Something to calm his frazzled nerves]

I'd rather if you didn't tell anyone about this...