"Your mouth is saying it's for the best, but your face is saying something else." It's a face she's gotten to know for all of its minute changes over the last year, and she feels she knows him well.

She raises an eyebrow and her cup of tea, taking a long, calming sip and happy to have the focus off of her new relationship(?).

"A decade is a long time to share something so intimate as a body with someone, and now that he's thriving, are you jealous and missing what you had?" She doesn't ask with anything other than gentle genuineness, attempting to put the pieces together of feelings she suspects he doesn't want to admit exist.

"If that's the case, or if you wish it could go back to what you knew, I think that's fairly normal, Michael. You can want the best for someone, knowing they're better where they are, and still miss what was."