[He nodded, with a slight smile, because it was good to hear.] "Aye. Aye, she probably does. But she'll move on, eventually, and I have to too. I think I have... mostly, there's just moments where I hate it." [He reached behind her for the rest of that chocolate and broke off a piece, then offered her the rest of the bar. It was better than alcohol or smoking.]

"Thanks, Elle. I'm sure, where ever he is, Peter'll miss you too."