It's always easier to see clearly in hindsight, [Charles agrees freely, his expression softening slightly.

Kyle's handing him so many pieces of a puzzle that's obviously confusing to him, but that the man has clearly grappled with. Extensively. He doesn't feel like there are any errors in thinking or reasoning here, but there is one thing that stands out to him that he can't help himself from pushing on:]

Do all of those things that happened matter? [His tone isn't accusing or angry, but it is... pointed.] I'll put that more directly, and drive at the heart of my point: Do you matter, Kyle? To you. Not to anyone else -- you.