[Harding's gazing off in another direction while he faces Angelo, listening to him. He has a pensive, distracted look on his face like's only half paying attention, but his eyes come alive again when Angelo asks his question, sharply darting in his direction.]

Nothing.

[His shoulders rise and his head shakes again, like he's trying to shake the word off.]

You're asking me to remember something that happened decades ago. I think I'd remember— [he takes a final sip of the coffee he's been drinking and throws the cup out, tossing it into a trashcan they aren't standing far away from,] —if it was important.

[His tone turns brisk, back to business.]

Why do you care so much?