B shuts his eyes and smiles a little, huffs an almost-laugh, at the first. He almost comes up with something glib and silly, but then the last admission kneecaps him again. He shudders out a sigh, forcing himself to stay relaxed and not sob again.

When he thinks he can without wobbling too much, he says, "You lived on the Barge for... for years. So much longer than me. It's gotta be. Be like the end of an era, for you." And not even a happy era, for most of it.