[ You're you, right? Only that's the problem. Without football, he has no idea who he is. He felt like an empty shell after his retirement. The fact that football might make up his entire personality is both frightening and mortifying.

He's so used to people demanding interviews and autographs and selfies from him that it's a genuine shock to hear she doesn't want anything. ]

So you're a good person. [ With her rejecting the watch, he moves it back to his wrist. ] Well, that's a fucking relief so I can keep telling the time in this shithole.

[ Respecting her for not taking the gift, he offers her his hand to shake. ] Roy Kent.