Yup. From...age five? He was six or seven. He was shad o nice to me, which was always a plus in my book. And he didn't make fun of me for being in dance, which everyone made fun of me for being in dance, even my fellow dancers made fun of me.

He was sweet. He's definitely a good soul, that fucker.

[Here he laughs at how much of a better man Hershel had always been and will always be than him.]