Oh? [A beat, and then,] Oh. [And this time it's filled with understanding, from a boy with a father that he can barely remember. But he can remember those few months after he left in painstaking detail; how thin and frail his mother looked by the end of it, how heartbroken she still looks when any mention of him comes.

His hand finds Björn's, and then squeezes.] You know, it's completely different, making furniture to selling it. I mean, if you're making anything! Because that involves skill and thoughtfulness and creativity. It's like comparing a farmer to a chef - they both work with food, but in very different ways. [Timo brings Björn's hand up so he can kiss his fingers, and then rest his cheek against Björn's hand, smiling at him affectionately.] You'll always be better than him because, well, that's really not hard, but because you worry about being like him. That already sets you above him.