Jack shook his head, wrapping his arms around Scotty. He understood why he wouldn't know what to say, how it was hard for Scotty to even wrap his mind around just how long it was. Hell, it was hard for Jack himself to wrap his mind around, and he'd experienced all of it. "I've lived...for so long, Scotty. So many things have happened to me. I didn't... How could I have told you about this?"