Ah, that is right... we do still have our whole lives ahead of us, do we not?

[Somehow it feels like it's been a decade even if it's only been three years... or maybe it's just that the day is catching up to him and he's feeling tired. It has, admittedly, been a long day, and he finds himself reclining again...]

Well, you are obligated to visit again tomorrow, at the very least. I will ask dear Celestine to behave for you while I am gone.