With another heavy sigh, he nodded. "You're probably right, but I've spent enough time on it today." He knew he could talk to her about the memories later if he needed to. It meant more to him than he could say, that that was the case.
He opened the car door for her then. "Food and tea. That's what we need. Piper," he said suddenly, reaching out for her before she climbed into the car. "Piper, I- I need you to know something. That dead man in there screwed me up so much I never found happiness when I was alive. And then I came back and my own family had managed to mess things up even more. I-I've never really been happy until you."