"I made an appointment for you with a friend. She should be here any minute now - asked her to pamper you a bit."


Pampering for its own sake as much as for what's to come. Maybe he can keep on telling himself he's doing this because he has to, because he has a reputation and droves of people depending on him for a myriad of reasons, but he can't shake the guilt. He knows what it's like, to have your memories stolen against your will, but he knows who did it, and at least some of the whyfores. He can't give Fitz that luxury. He simply can't afford it.

"Good bye, Gerald... Have a nice life."