"I cannot imagine this is a story many would choose, if given the chance. I certainly wouldn't."

Not that Anchor hasn't been a breath of figurative fresh air composed to the ruins of the life he left behind, but if he had his druthers, that life he left behind wouldn't be in ruins at all. He pushes a sigh through him.

"May both of our stories improve from here. I cannot imagine mine any worse, but... I suppose I thought that before, didn't I?"