Poor, poor Freddy. Micolash remains sympathetic in his awkward way, keeping his hand on that blood-soggy shoulder. Watching as the man he's trying to help get his bearings unravel under a flood of emotions, none of them good.

"Ohh, who's to say who deserves what. And what is a mistake but an opportunity to learn? You may not find yourself in the right spot when your spirit is uncoupled from your body, but we make the best of it. There's still plenty to discover, isn't there?"

There, the bright side of things, brought to you by a mad scholar in a cage. Surely that will help!