Bodhi starts to smile a little at the thought, which has the advantage of being both kind and quite true, and then the followup comment makes him grin broader than daylight would allow. Edges are mutable in the dark, and it's much easier for Bodhi to go from feeling sorry for himself to amused than to drag himself free of an u safe memory. It helps that this is a topic he's not the least but sensitive about. "I promise not to talk at you about rocks too much," he says with mock solemnity. "You're safe."