I'm... confused. Removing them was no small thing in the first place. Living without them but having them 'just in case' for five years wasn't... well. I suppose it was like giving up something fun, but having a number just in case you really wanted it. When I burned them, when I made that decision, that commitment I couldn't come back from, that was a choice. My choice. And somehow, someone has taken that away from me. It's not like I hate them, Detective. They are lovely and they are mine. But I'd resigned myself to the rest of my existence without them.

[He sighed, shaking his head a little as he smiled down at her.]

They tie me closer to Him and His will, which is what I wanted so very much to get away from. And here I am; whole and yet not, since that weight is lifted.