[ Despite seemingly trying not to look at him (odd, given his request to get him up here), he has his lighter still out and he'll offer a light once the man has his cigarette in place. ]

You would have liked her. She reminded me of Gertrude in a way.

[ He's quiet for a moment. A long moment. ]

There is a part of me, you know. That... longs. To work with you. To gain your approval. That still can't let go of the fact that you... chose me for a higher position.

I hate it. But it's there.