Aaron simply smiled at Anne's musings on her family. It seemed like a wonderfully interesting story at the very least, waiting to be told. 

"I suppose you're right," He said finally.

Outside the window, day had turned to night, and the natural lighting of the room had switched to the fluorescent lights of the train's bulbs.

As much as the woman was right about the past, he also supposed he had some sort of a right to long for what he had lost. It was only human nature to want to be with those you have loved and lost. No reason to be ashamed...

He felt as if much more was to be said; but feared how much he could honestly get across in a dignified manner. Having emotional breakdowns was definitely not on his list of things to do on this trip.