That may be so, but life is always goin' to be complicated, isn't it? It's what makes it interestin'. [He sounded sure of himself, but he falters a little toward the end. He smiles sheepishly up at her.

He stands a short moment after she does, unsure of whether she wants to be near him right now. He wants to put an arm around her and comfort her, but he senses it would only worsen the situation.]

Not nonsense, it's never nonsense, love. It's been a pleasure talkin' to you. It always is.