"Ah, the magic words of rapprochement."

I treated you like shit. Perhaps that's how you know it’s time, when the fault flavours less acrid.

"If you ever tell anyone, I'll disclaim it, but I do think it was easier of the Circles. This long, and I still feel I've showed up late to some exam." He offers a drag – habit, despite any lectures upon tobacco – "Old dogs. You've done well for yourself, at any rate."

And Baudin can't be told that, either.