[ Gil considers this for a moment, and in the end he smiles. A little exhausted, but fond as always. Who knew that these conversations could get more taxing in the afterlife, when they've been robbed of meaningfully enforcing any conclusions? ]

Maybe not, but surely you won't argue that it doesn't please you to remind me that pain exists? And you'll certainly play dirty to do so.

[ He has Rau's hand now and he's keeping it - though he's at least lowering their linked arms to a more comfortable and natural position. ]