"Don' coddle him," Shan scolded Augustus. "We live in cramped quarters as it is, we do not need another wounded ex-lover moping about the place." She lifted herself onto her washer with her arms extended behind her, then looked to the doctor, "You cannot help 'ow you feel, non? You didn't lose much of a friend if 'e cannot forgive you for being honest to 'im, eh? There are people who want to spend time with you, Joe. You should be happy with them, instead of sad without Jean-Paul."