"I woulda sent word if I had. Not that I plan to anytime soon." He adds quickly, not wanting her to get any ideas about his state of mind. "Remember, I plan t'stick around 'till you're old 'n grey."

"Alright, so I did a crummy thing." He owes Nancy at least a message once in a while, especially after she had been kind enough to take him in when he was juicing on fae blood. What did it say about him, he wonders internally, when he can't even keep in contact with someone he cares about so much? "How long are you gonna hold this against me? Just so I have a frame of reference."