You think it's a case of puppy love getting the better of them, then?

[He hopes you're right. He's also jealous that others can be happy enough to neck like teenagers, when his own wife is dead.

But we'll just tamp that down deep for the time being.]

I hope you're right. What about... [He glances up the building toward the roof. Is the grappling hook hanging off the edge?] Elle said they found a garden up there. Seems secretive enough for a rendezvous.