Oh.

That's why it was easy. It wasn't that flirting was necessarily easy. She was just emotionally starved.

...admittedly, that did make some things a lot easier. The talk of remembrance, however, is particularly painful. It isn't the same situation, but forgetting, being forgotten, they are painful things.

He slowly lowers his hands. Sets down the screw driver. Stares at the wall for several moments.

Then he turns to Night Sky and moves over to her. "Let me see your hand for a moment?"