It was hard for Hypnos to remember the last time he'd seen Pasithea. It had to have been a very long time, but he still knew her from everyone else. He had never remarried either, and he'd had his share of lovers over the years. He hadn't been sure if he'd ever see his wife again, and eternity was a long time to spend alone.
But here and now, he smiled back at his wife; when she smiled, it was almost impossible to not smile in return. "It's good to see you," he said, and he meant it. "I didn't know you were in New York."