He looked up when he heard the door open, and set the computer aside, giving her a smile when she kissed him. Reaching for her hand once she'd settled, he curled his fingers around it loosely. It was a warmer night, though the rain was still falling giving there a bit of a chill to the air. He liked the sound of it, drowning out the sounds of the city below. It was calm, meditative, which he needed.

"I've always been alone," he said with a thoughtful frown. It wasn't a complaint, but matter of fact. "Even with Irina, even when I had Allison...Lauren...we were together but always apart, never...And I didn't mind. It suited me."

He took a sip of wine, fingers of his free hand curling around the glass.

"I was very young, though it could be argued I never really had a childhood, but. I was very young."