[ Whether it's painful or not is something she chooses not to comment on. Stuffing her hand back into her coat pocket, she thinks for a moment before sighing deeply, her breath puffing white in front of her face. ]

Yeah, okay. I can help you put things away, if you want. We can choose a closet or a room and tuck away all their things — in case they ever do come back.

[ Maybe then it'll be easier for him to stomach the idea of living in someone else's house. ]