"Tea in a bit," he offered. "I can help with that." At least, he was fairly certain he could... in a few minutes, anyway. Not quite yet.
"We should talk." There were almost too many things to think of, and he wasn't quite sure where to start. Not his dad, no- that was... later. Maybe.
"Are we still married? Now, I mean." Oh, that sounded much more awkward when said aloud than he'd meant it to. "I know we are, in your time. I remember that. I- I remember what that's like. How happy we were." Neville glanced down. "I don't want to- take that away from you, here."