"Yes, that sounds like Cissy. I do hope she wasn't too hard on you..." he mocked, draining the rest of his whisky glass, "Though I expect it's only a matter of time before she gets on my case. That's if she ever returns to her previous age, of course. In her eyes we're not even married at the moment."
Lucius shifted his attention to the stout, he hadn't had a proper pint since his twenties, and that was with his father. He watched the bubbles for a while, deep in thought. Thoughts about his wife over everything else. What if she stayed this age? Were they even courting at that point in her life? Even if they were, Lucius was almost twice her current age now. It just didn't sit right.
"I hope things change back soon. I didn't realise how much worse things could get until...until they did. Do you know anything about it?"