It wasn't Anna's job to fix him after his latest cosmic fuck up, but their time together helped put some pieces of his soul back together. The dark hole was still there, but he was in control enough to shove it down and far away. One morning she slipped away from him and came back dressed and gloved. He pouted at her after glancing at her lovely, concealed hands. "You back to being proper now, Cherie?" he teased her gently, sympathy clear even as he spoke. "Had your fill of slummin' and back to de ivory towers?" He sat up slowly and rolled his neck to crack his spine. He didn't want to face the judge and jury, but there were few teeps in the world willing and capable of crawling through what En Sabah Nur did in his head. He sighed and nodded slowly before hopping off the bed to pull off a floorboard. "Here, Cherie, when you wear them devastating dresses, consider this for some sparkle." He winked and kissed the back of the necklace before handing it over, so the kiss'd touch her skin when she wore it.