(There isn't really time to react out loud to that before the new topic comes along — Abby's expression shifts into surprise and she looks at him side on, seeing if he meant it. She can't think of why he wouldn't. I'd miss you too, she thinks, and remembers walking into a cold, wet room, finding two bodies lying still on the floor.)

I'd miss you too. (Okay.

Now new topic.) Um — yeah, actually. (Abby decides she can tell him this because he has seen her in a feathery hat.) I've always wanted to try playing a piano. It's not like they didn't exist in my world but I never found one that was actually in tune.