He turned immediately upon hearing her voice - like all her other features, he could recognise it on a whim - and the smile that came to his face was unlike all the other smiles he had been giving away throughout the whole day.
He has changed very much over the years, but she was one of the things that he had unchanged feelings towards. But even now, after all this time, he valued the work of art more than whatever was inside.
Expendable, like everything else. That was the nature of the world - the nature of their world.