She caught what seemed like a wistful tone in his voice and glanced back over her shoulder at him. An understanding smile came to her face. "Do you miss it?"
She began working the corkscrew into the wine bottle and turned to watch his face as she waited for him to answer. Lydia definitely understood the feeling of being useless. With her, however, it was a nice change. If she was needed then nothing good was coming or happening.