//Just about, yes.//

And she was still here, too. Sitting right there. Not leaving. Jono gave her hand a light squeeze, sort of a silent thank you for that much. For listening.

//Didi, luv. If yer can't... this. I mean.// Usually, he was better with words. Why was it that the moment anything felt as though it might mean something, he always managed to lose them entirely? //I'd understand.//