[ It might be dark, but he snorts a laugh at it anyway. They're pretty good at whistling through the graveyard by now.

He looks at her thoughtfully. ]

Always liked you in black. Suits you better'n that little green dress. [ His gaze lifts to their surroundings. ] Strange to be back here. Had a lot of dreams like this after you left. Right here, tryin' to figure out what I could have done different. Dreamin' of you in my lap. Missin' you so fierce it hurt.