Eden shrugged a little, eyes sad but a smile still present just a little bit, "Don't have to tell me, mate. I'm a widow." She was fairly free with her status there. She never explained how it happened but she would admit that it happened. She was long past that stage of her grief.
She snorted, focusing on that part of the conversation rather than any of the millions of thoughts going through her head at every little topic. "Oh I'm not interested in that sort of manhandling at the moment. Another sort? Defo." She glanced sidelong at him, just to watch how he'd take that. God, his hair seemed even longer from this angle for some reason. What in the world was wrong with him to never cut it?