It was a vague answer, of course. No details about his life, nothing glaring that would have prompted suicide, like an ex dumping him, being fired, a loved one dying, or something along those lines. But unless AM prodded further, he had a feeling he wasn't going to get answers. But at least he knew that this man had a horrible insecurity that would be so easy to prey upon, especially now that his precious dog wasn't here to cheer him up.

"What a pity. A young man like you, so full of life, thinking he had nothing left." The corners of his mouth were still edged in a smirk, though, clearly amused by this story.

"But I suppose I'll give you your dog's ball back." AM didn't really need a saliva-covered tennis ball anyway. So he finally held out the ball for Ryan to take.