They... [He sniffed. The tears felt strange against his artificial eye, so he let go of her long enough to wipe them away... and then his arms found themselves around her shoulder instead of holding her at a short distance.] They can't. They've all moved on. They've had time... time that I never will. [He didn't care if this wasn't real anymore. He didn't even register the fact she knew his brother - it wasn't as if it wasn't obvious from just looking at them, after all. The floodgates were open, if but for a little while, and - whether he meant for it or not - everything was rushing out. She just happened to be present for it.]