Alistaire listens to all that, nodding where appropriate, then lets his head go back into his pillow. Alisa was.... well, first off, she was right. He didn't love her, certainly not romantically. She was the first person he'd allowed as close as he had, but it was hardly the same thing. He valued her as an employee and confidante.

He wasn't entirely certain he trusted change.

"I'm glad you are happy."

It's not a lie, but it's not said with enthusiasm either.