[ By waves dismissal of the condolence. ]

I was three years old when it happened. Hardly weeping over a fellow I didn't know at all. Even if relatives do tell me I resemble him most uncannily, though I suppose that might be a comment on behaviors rather than appearance. Also, don't you despise that? The oh-you-look-just-like-this-dead-person comments? Wretched.

[ Then, with a pat on his wrist - ] And you'd find a place there. It might sound brutal, but much of that is the past. Not the present.