Which you have just done, so thank you for proving my point. [He turns a page, scribbles something else, then glances up at him.] I'm not a fool, Henri. [He frowns, looking down at his hand.] I know you come to me because I say 'yes'; with limited means and a lack of want for revealing your predispositions to others, every law of survival agreed with you. I know how old I am, and what years have done to me physically. It's only natural you would tend toward someone closer to your own age once keeping your secrets became less important to you.