"That doesn't sound like me at all," he chuckled, crossing his feet at the ankles where they rested on the coffee table. Marian would likely disagree, and probably Much as well. But that was beside the point.
"She seems quite distraught about it. About the older me being gone. I guess I don't lose my winning charm and personality in my old age," he joked, before sobering slightly. "I can understand her being sad. It's hard losing a friend."