[He nods slightly, and looks away.

They have lost much. Far too much, in fact. It was never fair. In his youth, he held onto the vain hope that things were fair and kind when you were good and just.

The world had taught him how very wrong he was.]

So it would seem.

[He falls silent for a moment, and then nods.]

Come to me, should you need anything. I'm afraid that, here, I have little to offer, but I will do what I can.