"I would be very grateful to see some accounting of this place," he agreed. "Especially if it can take a man who felt his own heart slowing to a stop and give him back more than fifty years."

The way she looked at him was... unusual, he decided, but not something he wanted to remark upon. He wasn't sure what to make of it, truly. It wasn't a look he'd been given before. One he wasn't sure how to react to. So he simply let it be. Maybe he would figure it out in time.