"in love with him? Oh dear god, don't be ridiculous." She shook her head at the idea. "No, I love him dearly, much like I love you dearly. But in love? Hardly. And yeah, he's there. Not really, though. He'll still be there, but I've still been mostly replaced. He doesn't need me anymore." She frowned, teeth biting down on her lip. She was not going to cry over something so silly... you reached an age at around 500 when crying was just not done.