I certainly think so, too. [ He accepts the compliment for what it is as he flashes yet another bright smile. ] And if my equally if not more handsome companion thinks so, I guess it wasn't all ego.

[ Another smile, another laugh. ]

I'll tell you all the stories you want, Gustave.

[ The two of them are on borrowed time. One more than the other. He isn't sure which one of it that is, however. Yet he thinks that he'll answer as much as he can to Gustave; he owes him that much. But there is still too much he can't say for the sake of the man so loved by others. Why break his heart when it's what gave others so much hope? ]