It haunts him, the specter and siren call of returning to the elite practice of the law, re-embracing his true essence. He is defined by its omission. It is the creature always on his heels. Return to the law, Thomas Turdskin.
But you’re Covington material now my friend. This is what you’ve been preparing for. This is what you’ve traveled for. You’re ready for this. Come home. Come home to the law.