I told Stark about what was going on with me a few weeks back. And a couple of nights ago, he took me out to dinner and told me he had a plan. He's going to bust the guy who helped my dad out of the psych ward and... put him to work. See if he can't buy me some time. Connors' research, obviously, didn't yield a permanent solution. My dad still died. But he made it to 63, which is a lot longer than I'm looking at without him.