Errol chuckled quietly. "Appearances can be deceiving, as you well know. That news is the best I've heard in ages." He turned serious again, looking Preston straight in the eyes. "I can't tell you what will make you feel better. That's for you to decide. As for me--" He stood, straightening his shirt. "I've found a measure of peace in the City. Perhaps with time, you will, too." His expression softened. "I hope you do. You never struck me as a bad man, Preston."