Anne nodded along, understanding. "I can't imagine that a mortal memory would stay over the mind of us," she told him with a smile that may or may not have been a shade smug. "I think we're a bit too good for that."
Then she gave him a critical look. "Usually. I was worried about you. I have to say, your-" She waved a hand in the air, "- other half wasn't nearly as charming."