That single question invoked what seemed like a lifetime of emotions ranging from rage to adoration. Who was she to him? She was a never-ended source of frustration, support, friendship, and loneliness. How was he supposed to explain any of it to a woman who didn't know what they'd gone through together, the Hells they'd dragged one another through over the years?

He swallowed, looking away in the vain hope the answer would materialize out of the same nether they had not too long ago. With nothing deciding to show itself, he looked back to her, the varying emotions playing through his gaze.

"Dat's a complicated question, mon chere, an' it ain't got a simple answer."