"And you think there's enough left in me to rekindle." He smiles in blunted amusement at the thought. "And I suppose even if I were to try leaving myself to rot, you and Erik would insist on dragging me out into the sunlight regardless. My lot is life whether I want it or not."

Under ordinary circumstances, that thought might make him depressed or annoyed or possible even furious, depending on how desperate he was to escape himself at that exact moment. But right now...it makes him feel sort of wistful instead.

"I suppose it will be interesting to see whether your efforts make a difference or not."