[ Finally he actually brings the cup up to his lips for a delicate sip of the tea. Careful, savoring the heat and the flavor on his tongue. A small sound of enjoyment slips out as he brings it back down to rest on the table. ]

Easier said than done.

But you said when we first met that you've lived ... thousands of years? I guess you'd know.

[ Tap. Tap. Tap. ]

Did you ever try not to make connections? To keep the pain away?