[He lost someone too, yes, a thought that has him tilt his head to another angle and close his lips over his smile for a fraction of a second. But then it flickers back with a crackle of the usual deviousness behind his eyes, a flirtatious grin worn easy in response to her question.
She's fun to talk to, at least. His evening could be worse.] Six months, more or less. I try not to count it too often.