He couldn't help but smile at that. It was always nice to see love like this. It were things like this that mattered when it all came down to it.
"I would enjoy that. I don't have as many stories." Not any good ones anyway. All he knew was death, and the one time someone tried to get away with it.
"My sister, now she has all the good ones." He grinned. "Ella's a rare thing these days. I think you'd like her. Really haven't found anyone who hasn't."