One touch. That was all it took to Barron to erase Lila from Cassel's memory right after she decided she hated him. He didn't really do it to be nice and take away his pain, no. He did it for him to forget all the reasons he had to have anything against him and the rest of the family. The deal with Zacharov, over. And as many holes that were on his memory now, he seemed to sleep a little more peacefully now.

As you calmly sat on a bench in the park, he walked towards it and sat on the other edge of the bench, sighing. He rested his elbows on his knees, leaning foward. He reaches to his pockets and takes out a pack of cigarettes, his gloved fingers reaching inside the box. He looks into his pockets again and sighs, then turns to you. "Hey, sorry to bother, but, got a light?" He asks softly, extending his hand to you.