[It's undeniable that a lot of experiences are visual, from big screens and small screens to art to, well, stripclubs. It's better that they start focusing on things that they can enjoy. He squeezes Sands's shoulder as he climbs into the cab, getting him to duck his head a little lower in case he hits it on the way in.]

Heh, thanks, but. You know it'll take some time, but you'll get there. [It's a promise, not simply empty words to accompany empty gestures. However long this won't feel normal, he can't say for sure. It's different for everyone. What he does know is that it's not the end of the world.]

New friends, new life, new purpose. All of it. [And hopefully it's not some reimagined version of going to Mexico and shooting everybody. That's hardly his idea of moving on. Maybe it's asking too much of people, to let go and move on like no one had wronged them. But the alternative, holding onto these wrongs in a tightly-clenched fist and going off on an out of control spree - it's not really a life worth living either.]

But not tonight - tonight we'll... have a few drinks, and see what happens. I think we're almost there.