You were hanging out, like usual, until Gregory just burst out crying. This confuses you, but the confusion is overrode by concern.

"I'm- I'm sorry - I don't know why I'm crying. I just.. God. Emotion just hit me." He chuckles, wiping away his tears, clearly trying to brush it off.

Gregory pauses, and gulps. He looks at you, eyes watery. "Hey, isn't it poetic - that the past is the one thing that we can't let go of? It's like staring at the sky and then suddenly hitting the ground.."

He looks at his feet. "Then it just crumbles down."