I said to him, Steven wait, but he didn’t, he jumped off the bridge. I didn’t scream or anything, I don’t think I even cried. The last time I saw him was at his funeral. Not that I don’t think of him now, but that was the last that anything was real. You know, sometimes I wish I had done more. I’m not sure what, but something. Just something, because now, well, now, I don’t have Steven here anymore.