“That’s all I can expect, I guess.” A sigh. “Shall I thank you for making him look this way—for making him seem Human so I can love him?… for a while.” “You’ve never thanked me before.” “… no.” “And I think you go on loving them even when they change.” “They can’t help what they are… what they become. You’re sure everything else is all right, too? All the mismatched bits of him fit together as best they can?” “Nothing in him is mismatched. He’s very healthy. He’ll have a long life and be strong enough to endure what he must endure.”
