[As the conversation continues to evolve, and groups are decided, Leonel makes his way to Helene's side. The last time they spoke he'd wondered whether or not she thought of him as boy or man—he thinks he knows better now.]

Lady Helene. You look well.

[They're such simple words, but they manage to be warm and sincere despite everything.]

I'm sorry that we'd be meeting again under circumstances like these. Even standing right here beside you I find it impossible to imagine.