Well, when he lived with my brother acting as me, I would assume he'd be nothing but honorable and heroic and all that dreck.
Now don't be so awfully upset by it, son, the fact that she still IS, ought to be enough to keep you going. Your love is true, and your woman is independent and strong. She'll be around one day, and what a day that will be. Hope, William, is the last thing you ought to let go of. Forsaking hope would only serve to make you just as dull as my Will was. Is. Oh, you know what I mean.