Ramon looks at his eyes, the weak smile, and finds himself remembering Random's soul. The cracks in it, the hurt. He was determined then to not add to them and now he's wondering if it's possible to make them go away. Because even this small bit of information is hard to hear.

'You get lonely? Or did?'

He draws him to him, wrapping his arms round him completely, twining their legs, chest to chest, heart to heart.

'Not any more.. You're not alone any more, OK? You have me.'