[ Ughhh. He looks at his own, a piece that is slightly unfinished, but he quickly just adds weaves something through. It's a board with several pins and a piece of red thread that weaves around them, making an intricate web. Somewhere in the web is a pin that isn't connected to anything.

There, done. ]

When I was a kid, I moved around a lot, so it was difficult for me to make friends. Even the ones I did make preferred not to be seen with me. My parents were kind of there, but they weren't around since they were working hard to get us where we are now financially. It's not like I made a conscious choice, but I stopped investing in others and then I disconnected completely. It was a pretty empty lifestyle.

[ Simple enough?! It's a rather mechanical and frank explanation, but it is what it is. ]