"All of life is learning. If there's one thing I've realized since Oksana broke me free, that is it."

She considers him for a moment, the damp eyes and faint tracks of tears, and stands.

"Stay here, I'll get you some tissues." They're well-stocked with those, as with so many other things in the apartment. Two thirds of the population can still get a cold - though hopefully not until they're free of this icy prison.

It's unlikely any of them would make for tolerable patients.