Down comes the bottle of whiskey and a pair of glasses. Martin pours a generous three fingers in each before bringing one over to Tim.

"He was better. Is." Was. "He... he's really changed, Tim. I mean, he's still an annoying little prick sometimes, but he- He cares about people. A lot. And he tries to show it. He's just not very good at it.

"I've changed too. Probably for the better." A faint smile. "Toughened up a bit, I promise."