Tobias sat there, for a while, hand over his face, pitying himself for having married a harpy and having invited her entire clan into his life. Then he remembered the poor man beside him, whom he felt he had exposed to this farce. He lowered his hand and turned to him. "Look, I'm real sorry for all of this... Hope your hand is okay," he added, as if the that little bit of being nice could make up for the disaster that was this afternoon.