[ He wouldn't exactly call it private. He wouldn't call it anything, which is probably what she's mistaking for privacy. There are a lot of things he doesn't readily talk about, and a lot of reasons for doing so, not least of which is that it's painful to dole out these pieces of his past when it's already something he struggles to keep close. He doesn't begrudge her the knowledge, though. ]
If you had I'd accuse you of holding out on me.
[ He's leading them away from the roller coaster, in a different direction than the one he knows the boys have taken. He's not sure how well the rest of the dream will hold up by his doing so, but he'd wandered this place often enough that he knows it's all in his head in one form or another. ]
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If you had I'd accuse you of holding out on me.
[ He's leading them away from the roller coaster, in a different direction than the one he knows the boys have taken. He's not sure how well the rest of the dream will hold up by his doing so, but he'd wandered this place often enough that he knows it's all in his head in one form or another. ]