"And your love. Still." Regis's words were calm, soft, and he was not surprised by the revelation - he had had it earlier, at the bar. The words that Clarus said, they had helped, a little, though the green eyes were definitely still troubled.

Slowly, he reached up to place a hand over Clarus's as it rested on his shoulder.

"Had I thought I had found a way to force you, I would have hated my future self beyond measure. But... no. It's more that..." Decades. They were all decades later than him, and Regis knew that there had to be so much more than the pure facts. But...

"I ... " No, there was no way that would sound right. He closed his eyes, took a deep breath. "I never wanted to let anyone down. Even though I knew what I can do is limited, I wanted... I wanted to make it right."

He wanted to not let people down.

But... with Insomnia fallen, he knew that he had failed in that. Will fail.