Her attitude should not surprise him anymore, but Sigma is stunned - she was astonishingly cold around a sore subject. He had thought that Phi was the only person who considered Sigma and Dr. Klim one indistinguishable identity, and it was what kept him sane as he felt his old personality slip through the cracks. The idea that she is helping to save him does not cross his mind and his mouth draws into a thin, hopeless frown. "That's unfortunate. This entire time, I thought you knew that they were one and the same." He had only ever done what he had to - and has never stopped being Sigma Klim. That's his last word.

Having lost the energy to argue, his gaze draws inward. He is only vaguely aware that the waiters have dropped off their appetizers - it isn't until one accidentally nudges the table as they leave that he is returned to reality. He stares in astonishment at the arrangement, speaking without thinking. "...Isn't this a bit much? You can't afford this." Wait for it, Phi. Wait for it...