He's hit upon a truth, and it makes the cruelest of all Pandora's baubles flicker dimly behind his breastbone.

'No. No, I do not.'

He holds the bow, his eyes closed, the wire in his chest stretched near to breaking.

'I have nothing to give to ease your despair. Nothing to offer you to soothe you. Nothing in this world that you want. But there is, within me, a desire to give to you, all that you require. To do anything just to see you smile, however brief.'