[Myr dips his head in acknowledgment of this sentiment; that's one he does understand, that--and the current of uncertainty and anxiety beneath it in the Bond.

He reaches out across the table, turning his hand palm-up and holding it out to Everett. To take, or not, as the mood strikes him.]

At the beginning, I'd say, with what you first knew of him. [A breath's pause.] Nothing I can take off your shoulders is an undue burden. We are in this together.