[Dorian half-smiles, and he holds up his hands. They're perfect, of course, but he explains himself.] Across the lifelines. 'Lonely boy' on the right, 'like all the others' on the left. And—[A pause, and he points to his forehead.] 'Guilty.'

They were things my—my childhood friend said to me, before I stopped him. I understand the point he was making, and so I understand the point our hosts were trying to make. Of course, I would reply that it's their own doing that I don't take care of the problem, so there were are: absolutely worthless commentary, at the end of it all. Thus I got rid of it.