Ah, that's probably for the best. I was...difficult, back then. I've had a devil of a time making apologies to the people who did know me that it's a relief to hear you didn't.

[But, ow, yes, the reminder of how he's important to Stan hits Ford hard in the homesickness. He misses Stan every day, and Ford doesn't know when he's going to be able to go back. He feels a deep, sharp pang of guilt and loneliness.]

He's important to me, too. And I think he'd want me to do the same. If you're ever in trouble, just ask, and I'll do everything I can.