He didn't know if words could do a whole lot, but he kept that to himself. Between his mum and Molly, he was starting to realize what to say and what not to say. Sometimes at least.
He was enjoying the feeling of her hands around his when she posed her question. "If you want something, maybe it is the same as missing it even though you didn't have it yet?" He scratched his head with his free hand. "But!" He brightened. "You don't need to miss me! I am right here."
He had an idea then. She had a whole notebook filled with his name even if she wasn't his wife...and she was sort of sad. And when she was sad at home...