[Feeling her shoulder bumping against his, he quietly smiles as he brings his arm around her shoulders, hugging her to him.]

Aye, me, too. But at least we can keep them in our memories.

[And...admittedly, it's been a very long time since he's ever spoken about them. After all, who could he talk to? Otto, perhaps. Mid was still too young to really remember them well. So he really this may be the first time since the night he revealed that grief to her.

With that in mind, he gives her shoulder a squeeze.]

C'mon, let's talk about the others before their spirits somehow make their way here in a fit of jealousy.