It was a point. An obvious point. Something that he had been trying to avoid thinking about. It had been easy to focus on the surface level issues. Aisha had gotten herself into a mess, and he had to deal with that. It was a bigger and more complicated mess than anything she'd caused before, but that part at least was familiar territory.
And maybe, after everything, there was the hope that somehow things could go back to normal. That he could get Aisha out of this mess and get things back on track. Secure custody, get her moved in, keep her safe from their mom and make sure their dad was okay with everything. It was a lot, but it was something he'd been working towards for years. Something he'd been laying the groundwork for, brick by brick.
And that had been crumbling more and more as the conversation had gone on. It was something he was aware of, if not on a conscious level. It wasn't just that the foundation he'd been building had fallen away, it was that it wasn't even needed. The situation was so different, Aisha was so different, that he didn't even know what the future would look like.