"We're going to get her back," said Much, who was frantic, but didn't want to admit to being frantic (since that led to adventures wallowing through the depths of his misery of the floor of a toilet dungeon, and also apparently kissing Will, which he refused to believe he'd initiated) so was doing his darndest to be stubbornly hopeful. "But yeah, no, it's not my lady, who is not my lady anymore, actually. We, um, we're having some space." He probably wouldn't have offered this to most other regulars at the bar, but Erato was Erato, and he knew she'd ask about his heart sooner or later (probably sooner).