[She has to set her mug down to cup her hand over the little idiots before they get past her shoulder into her hair. There are wasps up there.

And putting together that they're both here- she has a good idea who she means. Not someone she ever knew, but she does try to pay attention to who is important to him.]

It happens too much. [Her tone is agreeing with him, and she breathes out slowly.]

Do you want to do something? A memorial?