So, I'm sometimes wrong. When you mostly live in your head, estimates about personality and character are quite easily off target. I still go a lot by initial judgments, and take my instinctive feelings about people to mean far too much than I ought to. He only needed to make a few simple lines for me to realize that he was far more complex than I had thought; and though I don't like to admit it, it's likely he's far more developed than I'll ever be. This realization isn't comforting at all, and I don't think that making it earns me anything. But I would like to acknowledge my wrong this one time.