He wanted to reach out to Lex, beg him to stay, kiss him until he remembered who he was but Anatoly knew none of these would work. The island was not so kind as allow there to be such a simple solution. No, until it was tired with its fun and games, he was going to deal with this as best he could.

"I...," he started to say then stopped. What could he say? It seemed clear Lex would not believe him if he told him about their history and would probably think it was a desperate attempt to keep him from leaving. Lex was bound and determined to leave and he had to accept that as things stood now, nothing he could say would stop him.

"I wish you well," he said finally, glancing down at the floor.