Farfarello smiled, not opening his eye just yet. "Immensely." He looked like a man who had just had very good sex, which was more or less what he felt like, too. Never mind his injuries, he was a happy little psychopath.

"William, wasn't it? We met at breakfast one day." Farfarello made a point of never forgetting a voice, even if he wasn't necessarily good with faces. In the dark, voices were a lot more important.