He took Henry's hand in both of his, though there was now apparent confusion in the older man's expression, uncertainty in the eyes studying Henry. "I don't understand. You don't remember your mother being cursed with this Darkness? I collapsed in my shop, and apparently your mother took the Darkness inside her after they removed it from me following my collapse. I don't know what you're talking about when you say you were trying to help me in my shop via writing."

There was only one way he could think of that he could be helped via writing, but it had already been proved that that method wasn't the route to go. Isaac had used his need to advert his demise to create his own story, and had in essence tricked them all. He had sought Isaac's aid in order to escape his looming death, to have a second chance, but he hadn't realized how Isaac had intended to grant it.