Do you have to atone alone?

[ Moran doesn't acknowledge the hands that come to rest on his shoulders; he instead continues to stare carefully at Albert's face. He doesn't think that he'll be able to fully read him -- but then, he's rarely ever able to really read him. However, he wants the man known that he is, in some way, seeing him. ]

I suppose that it's fair that you won't, but I also won't let you walk down a path by yourself.

[ He decides that he should just say that outright in case Albert gets any other funny ideas in his head. ]

And I understand. I'll do what I can to gain a little more influence with people instead of just playing around. [ His reputation isn't all that bad, however, and seen more as a playful gunman of the past. But he supposes that it wouldn't be a terrible idea to figure out how to gain actual foothold with people. ]

I don't intend to use the people here, however. They're just as lost as we are, after all. I'm going to consider them more like friends in the wings... those that don't quite know what we're about... but will hopefully lend a hand in this and that.

[ Whatever "this" and "that" turn out to be, anyway. ]