Was a squeeze at the end there? He nearly held onto her hand, relishing the feel of it for a moment longer before she pulled away. It allowed him to return to reality as he nodded. His hands moved to his pockets as they set out, pace slowed slightly so that she could keep up.
"He hasn't?" He wasn't surprised though he faked it well enough. "He brings you up quite often." There was a smile that didn't quite reach his eyes. Too bitter not to. "You're lucky to have a husband like him."