"I've found, to my great relief, that there are few enough things in the world that cannot be begun anywhere. The clock must keep cycling his hour, but haply I will arrive at the right place eventually." He smiles. "Tell me more of Combeferre. Thy first lieutenant, thy doctor and philosopher, was he not?" Almost my other half, Lucien had said amidst the clover, and Laertes wants to make space for that love to be preserved between them.