Matt (from Andre Dubus' story The Killings) and I have a run in at the coffe Shop

As i stand in line at Starnucks the other day, waiting to grab my coffe, i couldn't help but notice a disheveled looking man at a nearby table. Obviously lacking sleep, his hair was a mess and he had on a dress shirt, witha loose tie on and his sirt was unbuttonned a bit. He had the look on his face likehe needed to say something but couldn't find it within himself to say it. I decided to befriend this man, and see if i could help lighten his load. As i sat down across from him he quickly looked startled and agitatated. I explained to him my name and asked him if he didnt mind me sharing his table for other tables were full, (which they were not, but i figured he was so lost in his own world that he wouldnt have the energy to investigate my statement). he obliged, and i began to strike up some friendly conversation. He only gave short quick and percicse answers, and it was obviuos he was holding back. I allueded to the fact he seemed lost, and he quickly snapped at me, "would you say its justified to take someones life who took someones life away from you?" I was extremly surprised at this comment, but reflected upon it for a few moments in the silence of my own head. He seemed to be clinging on to the last bit of energy he had to wait for my answer, as if what i said would give him some vindication or resolve. Finally i responded with, "in the bible it does say an eye for and eye, a tooth for a tooth, so i guess it depends upon the situation. Sometimes its best to let the courts resolve it, and i guess there may be an extreme case where that option is not best fitting..." i trailed off. Whatever i said seemed to give this man the answer he was looking for, and he briskly walked out of the coffee shop as if he had a pressing matter to attend to.