He was in quite a poorly state during my most recent visit. He spoke very little and when he did it was soft and without his usual genial enthusiasm. One might think this could be indicative of him finally realizing the error of his ways, but his haunted stare left me shaken for the day afterward.
I can only wish that his mood is temporary and he recovers by the next time I visit. Though, if I were to be fully honest, I believe that his hope is running thin.



















