['He's tired', she wants to reply, 'he's tired of losing people.' But she doesn't. That's his business to reveal, maybe, in the fullness of time.]

Well, before too long I think we'll all be closer anyway.

[She sets the tea an the plate down on a nearby table, sitting on the corner of the bed.]

Maybe - I've met a lot of people. But I don't remember the name off-hand.