I asked a favour of you.

I told you what was important to me.

And you made your decision according to what was important to you.

On paper, it's nothing at all to be upset over.

Put plainly in black and white, I have no right to be angry.

It's just a shame that it had to be so goddamned disappointing.

And I'm only a little shocked, because I had a feeling this might be you.

I wasn't sure.

You don't get a good glimpse after this distance and time, you know?

But it was. It is. And that's the lot I've been given.

You're forgiven forever, but please leave.

This was all I needed to know.