This will be his first day back at the office since the plane…since Kate…and Neal is grateful as he carefully chooses his shirt, knots his tie, puts on just the right set of cufflinks, though not because the clothes are so much better than the orange jumpsuit he’d been relegated to again (though they certainly are), but because of the protection they offer, the way they make him look healthy and whole, even though he’s not, the way they make him look “put together,” despite the tattered threads of his soul.