Much's eyebrows climbed up his face, but so did the corners of his mouth, spreading into a wide grin. "Oh we can definitely do that," he promised, and before he knew it he was saying: "You gotta come over to the Parsonage sometime, I can make dinner, we can have the gang round, swap stories." In his head, though, when they gathered, Marian and Rob were there and... that wasn't his reality right now, and the grin slipped.