Raju nods, frowning into his tea. "I forgot why I was here. Not like the one you were talking about, who forgot everything. But this house." He looks up and around it. "Who I was in it with, and why. Francis... the things he forgot weren't so obvious, I think."

But talking about it has, at least, an upside: "When you speak with him, could you..." There's a way to say it without giving much personal away. Can you remind him he's a good man won't do. There's Francis' pride and dignity to think of. "If you could find your way to something nostalgic, something... he might want to remember. Something good. Just to make sure he remembers it. I think it would do him good."