Frankly, had not expected such sincere salvage attempt- whatever was left- on a bond marred so mutilated-Thanks Cvs. For once he is not merely a prop to forward a tale. He has been placed part of the flow. Perhaps, in as good a corner as possible in such awkward spot, and in spite of some generic melodrama.
He reaps what he has sown. Much more is out there in the queue. Especially on those betrayals, which were slapped without a moment's thought to the victim; strutting his stolen second 'marriage' in very place where he had led her to a trust before-a show of crass insensitivity. In a way poetic justice- exact opposite of that sham relationship, which he had bragged or tried to seize- something far more beautiful, recognized and blessed by all Toady, in the lot of the same victim. To witness this reversal, he must.
The salvage happens on that initial bond, which grew anon the evils of adult world or its customs. Something as simple or innocent as two children's friendship. A bond, long since betrayed, abused or outrun in the tumults of life. And yet it persisted as a tiniest remnant within even that fickle mind. Occasionally surfacing in form of guilt ridden shifts, refusal to slur her blameless character, extending a rescuing hand when she was threatened or alike. Far and few in between serious transgressions. Today, when he tries to restore an innocent smile on her face, wishing her a happier future, recognizing superiority of the current match, he is not doing her any favour. He is doing favour only to his own burdened soul-salvaging some dignity to it.