I suppose I should thank you for allowing me to keep my memories while everyone arounds me suffers the same as the children did in Houndsditch. It makes me grateful as much as it enrages me to see this happen again and once more I'm powerless to stop it. I only wish I had done so sooner.

Just to save one soul from losing what makes them them. It is befitting, isn't it? We use the power of the runes and bask in each other's warmth only to have that stripped away. Perhaps I'm far too much of a cynic that it doesn't distress me as much as it has before. Does that make me heartless?

As for the doctors... well. Patients don't have to abide by every single thing their doctors tell them, do they. Regardless of inhibitions lowered or not, I see nothing wrong with raising a forceful hand if needed. You act as if I care about that.