"On such short notice?" She attempts to finish the thought for him without letting the sudden feeling in the pit of her stomach show through on her face. She wants to be okay with the impermanence of the situation, how temporary it is, but thinking about the circumstances of their marriage and the inevitable end of it makes her... sad. She's not sure why. Maybe the longer she spends married to this much older guy makes her want to stay married.

She shakes her head, slipping the bands on the appropriate finger of her left hand. They were just in an accident, now is not the time to start formulating all kinds of complicated thoughts that might not even be valid or make any sense in the context of all the other things she's forgotten. There's more important shit to worry about! Like eating food sometime today and how well he fills out that jacket.

"They're beautiful." That much is true. Not even as a memory, just as a statement.

"Okay, well I'm starving so I'm just gonna apologize in advance if my hunger makes me say things I don't mean on the way there." Like a pregnant lady in labor. YOU DID THIS TO ME! I HATE YOU! "Shall we?" She nods towards the door, smiling, already thinking about what her first question's gonna be.

That one didn't count. The 'shall we'-- that doesn't count as a question, it was just implied-- listen.