[ He’s not good at this, and considering the last few times he had a serious conversation with someone he loved? It probably was natural that he himself be worried about how it would go, considering the track record that had developed in his own world.

But Rhy wasn’t like the other two, and he wasn’t like his sister. This was his husband who’d been far different from them all. He fussed a bit with arranging some cutlery as he tried to figure out what to say or where to start.]

I mean it when I say my intent wasn’t to make you worry, love… I um… It’s not really anything to do with life here, so much as… Back there. [ He gestured slightly, indicating his own world. ] I know I haven’t talked about it much… Mostly because I prefer not to think about it, but with our memories being shared again… It was foolish of me to have not said more. There are things I realize you shouldn’t have to see without any prior knowledge of. There was more than the play on the network, I’m afraid.