His grin was wide, then, and a touch cocky. "Don't we always?" he asked, turning his face to kiss the palm of her hand. "And you... ah, Elaine, all of the things you do for our friends, I can't imagine a world without you." Well, he could, and it was awful. No little cup of porridge for the lads, no tapestry, no wardrobe, no sanctuary- not to mention everything she was to him. "So; I don't think I will," he said, nodding like he'd solved a problem. No, there must be no world without Elaine.