Ha! Ha! Ha! Why, you're right as always, Mister Reim. That is the kind of person he is.

[ He finishes the last of his tea, and then sets about destroying the styrofoam-ish cup, pulling it into tiny pieces and making a pile in front of him. ]

Hm, I suppose he is rather a man to be pitied.

[ Break manages to drop his voice into a tone that resembles something sympathetic. ]

He's spent his whole life pining for something he let slip through his fingers.