[L nods gravely; it's a far cry from the kinds of answers he supposes he'd hoped for, details and names and time frames, but he was in no shape for questioning after he came back. Hell. He'd barely known his own name.]

I know it's hard. Thank you for what you've told me; I believe that it will help us. In return, I want to help you; I'll leave, of course, like you wanted, but in addition, do not worry about hospital expenses not covered by your insurance, as they'll be taken care of.

[He nods briskly, turning towards the door.]