He shakes his head; it's not what he meant, but he's not going to get into it. In the morning she's going to go back to Bill and go on pretending he and Arthur are people she's never even heard of, leaving a raw, reopened wound behind her.

"It was... Complicated. For quite some time," he replies absently, looking behind him at the direction Arthur left, "not that it matters, really. Not like you were ever going to be a part of our lives, was it?"