"I remember you saying that before." It's what happens when one is an undying fixed point in time, he supposes. "But that doesn't change the fact that I'd like you to be okay now rather than wait until later. I was wrong. We were making some headway before I left."

Malcolm leans back in his seat and sighs a little, looking out the window. "But I'm not here to muck up your life and your feelings. I'm just letting you know where things stand right now."