"Oh, that." Will said dismissive and bemused. She'd been older than his grandmother, maybe, and willing to take away his pain. He'd been glad of it, he didn't need anything else but that gone and she didn't want anything but the thing he wanted rid of. "You say that like it's a bad thing. I got rid of the one thing that was causing me grief. It's just a heart, it's not like it's my soul or anything."