Despite her best efforts Scott did indeed believe that she sounded like a therapist and was fairly certain he had heard her gave similar advice in the past. It was something she had always been good at, counseling and instilling comfort and confidence in others and whether she knew it or not-he hoped that she did-he felt she was largely responsible for helping him to come out of his shell so many years ago. All of which was why he thought not of how she sounded now, but how she was trying to make him feel better about her own death which.. was something he might have been able to share a laugh with her about in another context.
In her words though the mention of moving on was not lost on him but before he addressed that particularly matter he laid his hand over her own. "There was no forgetting you, Jean. You always remained a part of me. Always in my heart, much like Nathan."
He drew in a breath and prepared to tell Jean what he knew he had to tell her, no matter how uncomfortable and awkward it would for them. As it was he was concerned she might have found out from someone else already, as if he was trying to hide it.
"I love you. I've always loved you. But.. I need you to know that I began a relationship with Emma while you were gone." He wasn't sure if using the word 'dead' would have been better. "We were together for a little over three years and while she broke it off a few months ago I did fall in love with her."
Scott swallowed hard and prepared himself for whatever reaction Jean might have to that news. "I never imagined myself to be the type of man who was in love with two women." He probably should have stopped talking, but he continued. "I feel guilty, like I was untrue to you, even though you were gone. And as much as I wanted nothing more than to carry you back over the threshold of this room the night we got back from Alaska that's something I've been wrestling and trying to come to terms with."