"Oh, please don't be!" He waved his had dismissively at her comment, the pleasant smile never quite leaving his face as he did; it had been,long enough since he found himself for him to be comfortable talking about it, of course pity was what most people relied on in these types of situations. "She's been gone almost four years, please...it really isn't all that bad. She's in a better place and she's not hurting anymore. I've uhhh...had a while to accept and cope with her illness, and though I still miss her most of the time I try to remember the memories we had the chance to make and all the things she taught me and I learn from it all." He sipped his espresso and finished it, "When my journey in this life is finished, I know I will see her again."