For a moment or so Ambrose sits and breathes silently, but then he clambers to his feet.

"Melted like lemon drops, right? All the troubles. and all the good things too? I'm going to forget Daneel, and Nigel and Asa and Alcuin and Mia and Lila and the truth I've learned about Elphaba, right? Just... go traipsing on down the road all oblivious. That's what you want."