He's glad. Alex is glad, and Neil believes he should be, too. That fate would have spelled the death of him, and truly, Neil exists as a creature who's set on living. Even if it seems sometimes that he seeks out an end.

Neil should be glad, but Alex wears a terrible face and Neil's mind is filled with terrible thoughts about a person who should be paste ground into the floorboards of the Duchess Gambit.

"Yeah," is all he can say. Neil closes his eyes, finding better solace in the dark.