Mahir can't help himself, and he laughs. Maybe it's more like a giggle, but who can blame him?

"None of us are the same people we were, Georgia. Shaun's insane, and I left England, and I stayed to make sure he didn't kill himself if he decided he couldn't handle another day without you, because I loved you and I thought you wouldn't want him throwing his life away. Except--as it turned out--it was me being selfish and not wanting to lose him and what was left of you, and now..." He laughs again, rubbing at his eyes under his glasses. "Now, here we are. A bloody fucking mess."