... and he can agree with it fully. It's really not all that cryptic. It's just another fact of life.

"Yes. It is."

Spoken softly, almost tenderly, really, there's not much else he wants to add, and while his gaze drifts for a moment it returns to her shortly. With awareness. Again. Like she might tell her something more.

His hand returned and lies now with the other folded in his lap, his posture a little subdued.