"Both of you living on it, then, what with him on his borrowed time since he did, in fact, die? Oh, sweet, luvvy," Meissa blew some smoke out and nodded, "So, you're just taking it as it comes, then? And you said he's obsessing, is he? Well, by all means, I say let him and love it, ducky! Let your man spoil the shite out of you. Better than nothing, I say. Mind, if he's as crazy as you say, God forbid you didn't let him, anyway, so whatever." A nod, a toke and a smile, "Is he at least a sexy beast for all the trouble?"