You do. If they're in pain, you are. If they're happy, you are. You worry for them even if there's nothing to worry about. They're part of you. But you'll wake up one day and you'll feel like a dad, and that never goes away. It was horrific, mate. I spent the whole time feeling crook thinking about Justin being in a box like that. He's come so close. Justin said your kid is a spitting image of you. Feel like a mindfuck? How's he doing with the illness?