Boss is ice-fishing. Experimentee is making sure he stays kinder.

Boss: "My fingers would be so cold if not for my immortality research. Thank god for market economics!"

Experimentee: "I've learned the fish are our spirits."

Boss pulls a fish out from a hole in some ice they are crouching on. It flops and flops wildly back and forth.

Boss looks at the fish, thinking of his spirit. He looks at Experimentee 

Boss: "Maybe I had a spirit once."

Boss starts crying again.

Experimentee: "I had a spirit too!"

Experimentee shakes and jerks a little. A tear flies.

Experimentee: "Boss, you still have a spirit. Everybody does."